it is almost invisible in your mind
the effect dizzying
secret’s in my hand
laughing all the way
like twisted gnomes
waiting for it to blow over
hollowing out the base
nibbling at the bait
every bloody thing
belching fire and pestilence
with cloven hoofs
no world of my own
drifting from day to day
vivid before my eyes
after the rain
it pours into my soul
blackest rain
rubbing seldom with the world
they live inside me
never taken the course
submerged lives
raised to the 10th degree
tenaciously lodged with
a strange unfamiliar world
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