I'm ******* beyond repair
Birds flying in pairs
Sky
Blue
Yellow
Green

This lock down making me maniacal
On the edge of the night hearing satanical
Crushed herbs calling out my name
Fluppy clouds again over my head
Burning rage beneath the rib cage.
Image
Engage
Backstage

Trapped in a loop of bootstrap paradox
I never created this ,yet sill exists.

Pass in on imagination wearing off.

©sarcasticbong