Much of what is written here is poetry, but there are prose pieces interspersed, all written by Michael Wayne Holland. Also, there are blog entries from further back about living with post traumatic stress disorder. Full range of topics are fleshed, much based on life experiences, and much observed and imagined. I believe there is an internal truth to the writings, fiction or non-fiction.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Blackout
Between twilight and the black
of night, you slip by unnoticed.
Ship of fools, I sail away.
forbidden waters are forever my
home. You understand, having traveled
to icy waters yourself. I am seduced
by your wisdom. See,
no one truly comprehends
my salty adventure,
my internal dialogue.
You have to have been through darkness
seen the light from the tunnel
of stars, navigated through strange
and morbid paths, having forgotten
all taught to you.
No one can help me now, except possibly
you. I will blithely cruise to new continents,
blinded by faith, but not blinded
by your effervescence.
I feel safe. Is that a crime?
If so, I have committed treason
against my very own emotions,
backing away, backing into you.
Let's escape together
never turning back
The future is without hesitation.
Now is the time,
cobalt blackness replaced
by dawns sunflower glistening
brght.
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