Dec 2019
I hide
In rooms
Cold and spacious
Sleep is a hunter
Triggered
and mendacious
Through cracks
In crevices
Here I am
Studying the arts & architecture
Of historically
Dead mayhem
Affixed and frozen
To the ceiling
Of my head
Where twisted thoughts
Grin signature
Red
I can quote
All sorts
Of useless things
But none so urgent as prayers
In escaping what
My polar opposite brings
In rooms
Cold and spacious
Sleep is a hunter
Triggered
and mendacious
Through cracks
In crevices
Here I am
Studying the arts & architecture
Of historically
Dead mayhem
Affixed and frozen
To the ceiling
Of my head
Where twisted thoughts
Grin signature
Red
I can quote
All sorts
Of useless things
But none so urgent as prayers
In escaping what
My polar opposite brings
"I feel like I'm a snow globe and someone shook me up and now every little piece of me is falling back randomly and nothing is ending up where it used to be." --Amy Reed on her fight with bipolar-disorder.
