Allura Panasumbra

[kwerdman]

The day inhales
A contagious yawn
Like grasping
For air
Throat clenched
A tornado winded
Waned about
Just the other day
The clouds shift in
The sun evades
It's all part
Of the salt and suffering
Are your eyes as deep as they are heavy?
Vie for the allure of the pana sumbra

Comments

[kwerdman]

I define pana sumbra (or panasumbra) as the world that exists in which we interact as we traverse within our dream state(s).