April
Monday 22 March 2010 photo 1/1
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the non-perceptible world
As I walk through the valley of my insanity,
grinning blissfully at my demented thoughts
oh don't worry, they are locked up,
caged,
behind bars,
I cannot longer separate my common thoughts,
from the mad,
they claw, uninterruptedly, for their freedom
they reach for me, to be captivated by me,
to roam freely among the Sane
The Sane is frightened by them
I treasure them
To be released is the dream
is it not?
to dwell among the living leaves simple prejudiced souls
not even souls
merely specters,
translucent bodys hovering and gaining no ground.
ending only the unexceptional.
Am I one of them?
I release them at times,
when I am prompted to,
They are what makes me want to,
gouge my eyes.
rip my tongue
slit my cheeks
sever my fingers
I embrace them. and call them
home
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