Psychic Danger

Tuesday, May 31, 2011
I am not sure if this counts as sad bastard poetry, but I kinda like it. It explains how my brain is working right now. Which is a danger zone of psychic pitfalls when I am this state. I can't trust a damn thing it is telling me.

Full Moon Over Officers RowDreams couched in riddles
nightmares grown from anxiety
fascinates an active mind
fantasies diverging from needs
and he never knew
which was which
but he watched anyway
like being stuck
with a broken television
only getting one channel
A twenty four hour show
all about him
Equal parts fear and elation
Sometimes it's fun to watch
other times like watching the dead

Cross Posted @ Sad, Manic & Awake

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