Ascension

I suffer
Unaccomplished
I’m ruinous
In bitterness

I’m the captain
Of a thimble
In midst of
A cyclone

Blow
Whoa
Oh no

I’m waiting
But nothing will change
I picked up the patterns
The humans are deranged
I’m drifting
But everything is strange
We’re littered with garbage
It’s running down the drain

I suffer
Like a victim
But it’s okay
I made it this way

Like a vampire
Or a ghost
Somewhere between
Hell underneath

Go
Whoa
Oh no

I suffer
And you suffer
So we suffer

suffer

Personality Disorder

Dream:

She is giving me nettlebane tea
She hands me a clay mug with a cross-shaped stalk of celery
Shows me how to hold it without getting stung
Just 
Like
This
Dip and crunch
Eating it while around us crash thundering suns
Casting everything orange—
A whisper—
The smallest salvation—
We—

The Smallest Salvation

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