I enter screaming,
glass shattering
Hands weilding bloody cuts,
I'm split in two, from floor to ceiling.
My best laid plans-
paint... slowly peeling.
The air, thin, too hard to breathe.
Solitary vigil, a mountain-
this world of smoke and fire.
Fingers grasp the wheel,
and I just drive...
Visions appear and swifly go,
Conjure burning afterglow...
But I can't stop time.
A ticking, dull vibration
Surreal, these quiet incantations,
Soft reminder that
we're not finished yet.
T'would be a hollow victory
If somehow I lost sight of me,
Moonlight tempts me on to play,
A dance upon a quiet bay
Glide across the silver water
But I can't see her magic face.
I dissolve into the miles-
miles of empty,
heart still beating, undefeated.
Temper speed and foolish pride,
more still meets the naked eye.
Janelle Gregory
This is my entry poem inspired by 
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