…of my skin

Weightless and shifting in the shallows of my skin
shadows circle without and within
elegantly veined images dance upon my eyelids
whirling like dervishes in dissonant slow motion
eyes wide shut, I can’t unsee them
waves of pain roll over me
drained of everything
I am drenched in the colours of midnight
fragile and foggy, out of body
floating empty above myself
drifting away from cloudy thoughts
into the all-embracing whispers of darkness
still weightless and shifting
in the shallows of my skin
© Ann Bagnall