Tis

“TIS”

BY SHEBSCHEBELLA

Like a carnival it parades before her lost in the glitter and excitement. She tries to focus, but becomes entangled within the ever shifting labyrinth of kaleidoscope color schemes and unfamiliar music. The rhythm changes, the beat quickens, a some what controlled anxiety blankets over her. She closes her eyes and it is as if a thousand images are flashed before her in almost unrecognizable speed, but yet when laid out and slowly pieced together with the preciseness and understanding of the directors cut there becomes a true yet forever secret understanding which lays hidden on the editing floor. Silence is the music the thundering heart is the truth. All energy has been spent, complete exhaustion sets in, and a Cheshire grin is painted within the subconscious of the mind. A gild edged invitation has been sent to the deepest crevasse of her soul addressed Void. A name is spilled yet only a murmur is heard. The energy slowly and softly returns as the endorphins begin there magic. The endogenous opioid polypeptides work their magic sending heavenly amounts of analgesic contentment into the unsettling heart. Tis only for a moment she lives in thier Eden, tis till death she waits to find it again.