Inside the auricle a man dreams.
Caught in a maelstrom,

Trapped within the ear’s
Spiraling drain of regret,

Caught in the fleshy pinna
Chewing on blood-red tissue.

His heart’ s fire
Surrounded by question marks.

Green lasso of lost love, grants him
One yellow eye.

It peers beneath clouds of chaos,
Immobilized by..

A brazier lashed across his nose,
Suffocating fate’s siren calls.

He swirls in the blueness of perceived calm
While awake, until he sleeps and,

Hears her voice again…

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