I lie on my living room floor
Staring up at the ceiling
It's quiet
Although
The low humand the whistling blades
From my ceiling fan
Carry me away into a dull trance
I now see a collage
Of curious figures
Strewn across the ceiling
Each one fighting for my attention
Yet my focus is veiled
For there is no ceiling fan
Just four walls
And Silence...
My disillusion has bested me
And the curious figures
All revel in my insanity
I close my eyes
And audibly whisper
Her beautiful name...
Collette-
The End
©2007 ~Matteo-Luca
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oooh... who's Collette? Did she drive you insane? Drive you to insanity? Or just a figment of your insanity? I'll have to lay on a floor beneath a ceiling fan and see what name comes to me...
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