WAKA

my skin is jaundiced
my eyes are black
this labyrinth it writhes
it changes
its corners are sharp
and these golden pebbles
seem to lead to
nowhere at all

i’ve never felt so hungry
so insatiable
my voice echoes down the halls
and the ghosts are on to me
these colorful apparitions
are out for blood
they multiply with time
and my robotic motions
paralyze me
these spirits are on my back
i can’t run forever

an explosion!
the whole world is blue
and i
am invincible
the tables have turned
but my time is slipping
these phantoms meander
from my gut
back into their cages
and silently and shifty-eyed
back into this maze
they walk through walls
i fold in on myself
a blip
on an eight-bit screen

COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2012

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