Subliminal Fantasy

Since I haven't written anything new lately, I'm posting another repeat. This poem just kinda fell outta my head one day. 

Aberrant colors pierce my mind,

blinding me with brilliance,

sharp and savage, like razors of ice.

Pleasure and pain, two sides

of the same coin, 

one intensifying the other

until they cannot be distinguished.

Lights pulsating to the beat of

music thundering through my head,

a symphony of my own twisted creation,

a perplexing cacophony of radiance and

sound, it resonates deep within,

piercing into the depths of my soul.

A subliminal hallucination

erupting before my eyes, I'm

losing control, losing my grip
everything is spinning wildly,
careening madly out of time and space

a crescendo of color and sound

exploding in my mind.

'Subliminal Fantasy' Copyright Patricia Schoenberger 2008, all rights reserved worldwide.