#404 (Democracy)

Neil Gaiman’s voice,

splitting my shield in three,

Leonard Cohen’s words,

reigniting my imagination,

Amanda Palmer’s piano,

holding my amygdala captive.

Everything disappears in

this poetic maelstrom,

transcending time

and death.

 

© Matthias Geh, 14th July 2018

 

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