Side effect

I stopped taking the blue
pills; night falls heavy,
but there’s only one
way to know
~
The hummingbird flies light
infused; transparent,
fragile glass anomaly
containing a great fire
~
Creation lives inside
of her; outside of time,
her movements unable
to be mirrored
~
Latest delusion:
The night, it went mad,
I was at the center
of a combination lock
~
I cry more often
now; shame and relief
wash over in waves,
but it’s reality that hurts
~
They’ve prescribed
more; white thought killers
I don’t think I’ll take them,
but will remain in dissonance
~
I was unlocked, too.




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Written on 2024-02-22 at 20:42

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
yes, Bravo and beautiful, RWS
2024-02-24


D G Moody
Looking in, as I do nowadays, I'm only commenting on what inspires me, and this one of your does it big! Bravo R.W.S.
2024-02-23