Voices
ranging from quiet whispers to bellowing screams
rip out my ears from inside.
Slice nicely from corner to corner
all the contents of my mind.
This IS NOT
a... CONCLUSION ...or...
an... IDEA.
This IS NOT a dimly lit bulb of invention.
This IS NOT a hint of wisdom in a world of ignorance.
This IS...
Crippling,
Chaotic,
Clamor
...seeping in from every opening
and tiny pore of my internal thought process.
This IS a tangled forest of thought with groping branches of twisted logic.
This IS lofty-peaked mountains of unanswered questions.
This IS hated heart that battles reason.
Undeserving pleasure of my pen.
Each stroke releasing
pounds of pressure
lyrics of love
verses of fear and vanity.
Only hoping to catch one complete thought
before it is swept away by a the rushing current
of a million more.
Like the currents of the sea.
Rhythmically broken and never relenting.
Billions of dreams and visions
filling my minds eye to the brim.
Color explodes into some unidentified creature
that chews my brain like trident
with and woeful green grimace
in the frame of a disjointed face.
The creature looks right into the back of my eyes and spits
"Have you had enough yet?






Creatress
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