JTC (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

Petroleum For The Mind

sometimes, i feel getting to your poetic self
is like prospecting for petroleum?
you dig through layers and layers of years
before you could get to the subtle aspects
of your pscyhe, where you either find black
gold or just echoes of disappointments
the morass of black, if you work hard enough
can be refined to run minds like posh cars on the streets

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An excellent analogy with superb imagery. Some lovely sounds: 'morass of black' is wonderful. S :)