Sepia

indecision permeates a fine line
of wavering mixes of
complicated matter.

crystal silhouettes plod without a taste
for blurs of
cloudy bulbs.

tranquility passes without the trepidation of
falling between, a slip into
a grey unseen written state of silence.

rational glows stuffed down blurred bodies
seep out misinformed delusions
that suffocate like ivy.

---Original Poetry by Author
RD