Oppressive delusions
begin to serenade the mind.
Backward glances, unfinished as
Blurred visions whirl with pleasure.
Transparent and wavering
memories of water evaporate
in a sky transfigured.
Damp hands summon in remorse.
Alchemy transmutes a life of meaning
to splintered icons beneath the earth.
A telephone rings somewhere
and re-calibrates the universe.
Immune – Carl Scharwath
