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Eliza Fairchild
Poems
Apr 2016
Effervescent
My mind is evaporating, an ego going up in steam
leaving a fragmented self, simple and defined.
Sensory organs play an electrical melody,
as electrons haphazardly dance across my skin.
Thoughts bustling through neurons turns my mind to static.
#senses
#life
#thoughts
#identity
#ephemeral
Written by
Eliza Fairchild
Ithaca
(Ithaca)
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