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Sep 2020
Like some kind of Irish David Lynch
I awake, words fuse together
As my synapses spark

Nanosecond choices
Picosecond bonds
Served up to me
Shall I offer to others to see?

Phrases of alien tongue
'The Pernapalise principle'
'The Goodwin ghost'

The day goes by
More synapses fire
Less frequently this time

Normality resumes
I give in to reality
Time for bed
On a daily basis words fire off in my brain and I love the surprise they give me. I love creative people and am shocked when I meet people who don't live in other worlds outside of ours.
Brian Turner
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Brian Turner  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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