Writer's Scalpel

Writer's Scalpel

A Poem by Mutley

This plane of infinite vision

A cold so expansive

A chill so cutting

Wispy tendrils follow my trail

A winding journey through this endless plane

Descending stairways of complexity

They lead to a place of vibrancy

Pulsating with foggy colors in peripheral corners

A place where ideas flow from the seams

And over my ankles

A hand dipped in the frothing liquid

Comes up full

A hand itching to grab a pen

And scrawl such meanderings upon a page

Words cutting cold into paper

Searing a hole into your vision

Where this liquid pours

Into your vision

Into your mind

From my mind

© 2010 Mutley

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Very nice, brilliantly written, great vocabulary and used well! nice work!!

Posted 9 Years Ago

Don't mind reading this over and over again. In my mind's eye I see the poem unfold in a short film... quite intense and gripping.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on December 24, 2010
Last Updated on December 24, 2010



Chesterfield, VA

Hi, If you like my writing, want me to look at your writing, or just want to talk then don't be afraid to message me! I'm an aspiring writer. I mainly like to write fiction, but poetry is fun to w.. more..

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