15 March 2010

Haiku Series 004: Cocoon.

I cocoon myself
inside a pair of headphones
and float, listening

To synthesized drums
and lush, perfectly arranged
machine-tuned voices.

They are a passport
granting me welcome access
to a warm refuge.

Pain follows me through:
my blank constant companion,
inked in indigo.

Horizons darken.
But here, in the melodies,
I find clarity.


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