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When dawn descends into dusk I am caught in moonlight clutches claws digging deep into ever so suggestible flesh — like the werewolves I see while sitting on my porch basking in the days last puffs of smoke. I similarly am going up in plumes of carcinogenic madness, brain ravaged with thoughts of aliens coming to steal me away — thieves in the night. Such is this twisted tango danced, with the familiarity of lovers interwoven in my brain — tarnished neurons, friendly fire dopamine, spilling over into visions — but not the kinds of sugar plums. no, this fruit is rotten; bearing gnashing teeth, breathing fire. But this phoenix will rise from ash from the remains of deluded thought of broken tongue words misplaced and slithering figures in peripheral vision with their monochromatic hue I will be rainbow reborn, the full spectrum anew, because every storm will pass — and I will not be beaten.
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Dec 10, 2023
Dec 10, 2023 at 1:51 PM UTC
managing my mania
When dawn descends into dusk I am caught in moonlight clutches claws digging deep into ever so suggestible flesh — like the werewolves I see while sitting on my porch basking in the days last puffs of smoke. I similarly am going up in plumes of carcinogenic madness, brain ravaged with thoughts of aliens coming to steal me away — thieves in the night. Such is this twisted tango danced, with the familiarity of lovers interwoven in my brain — tarnished neurons, friendly fire dopamine, spilling over into visions — but not the kinds of sugar plums. no, this fruit is rotten; bearing gnashing teeth, breathing fire. But this phoenix will rise from ash from the remains of deluded thought of broken tongue words misplaced and slithering figures in peripheral vision with their monochromatic hue I will be rainbow reborn, the full spectrum anew, because every storm will pass — and I will not be beaten.
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Dec 10, 2023
Dec 10, 2023 at 1:51 PM UTC
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