If I can point my brain
Into the chatter of lost breathing walls
As they whisper into my sight
I will end up drifting off
If I could climb any mountain
Any mountain, at all
I would chose the mountain of euphoria
All natural and pure
In the moment of gentle makebelievable thoughts
As they twinkle into a gloomy hesitation
I could lose my self
In all that I've chosen to gain
Bending over backwards
To see the denial in the sky
I will end up floating on a river of words
Eating worms that dangle on a hook
Only to be reeled in
And shot to death
Wonderless worries empty themselves upon me
And if I could carry the message out of my head
Who can I save from the depths of distress?
Maybe a talking pencil
As it cries to me in the night
Scribbling shadows on my head
D. L. Cannon
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