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scissors

i take too much medicine

during the day

so while i'm sleeping

nightmares come to toy with

my fragile subconscious

& i crack like a

wooden puppet

when it's strings are snipped.

 

it's like watching

a black & white film

& all of a sudden,

it turns to color.

prisms twirl in your eyes,

& gasps escape from

your mouth like thick

serpents crawling

through your teeth.

 

flies buzz everywhere

in a place where i could always

count on the walls being clean.

 

paranoia is a repulsive,

monstrous, sluggish thing,

that creeps through your brain

cutting off everything you know

in order to leave you

discarded & ***** with

nothing.

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haven-collie
American
Published
Aug 29, 2010
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