Spinning

My heart keeps spinning.

Like an inter-dimensional doorway,

A spiraling vortex projecting colour, absorbing sorrow.

Transmuting all energy into light,

like the opposite of a rainbow.

Where has Kansas gone Dorothy?

It was sucked into my vortex,

When I invited you into my dreams,

destroying your past,

presenting the moment.

Now all is dead and what’s left is lost

It’s better that way.

Drowning in poison is a choice.

Swim.

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