So I drank from the pool so caustic.
I slept; let myself slip into that daydream,
Fell into the ravenous bittersweet—
Only to find that the thunder didn’t hurt
And the gnashing of teeth bore my scars.
(I think I always knew we’d never get that far.)
I didn’t need 666.6 to confirm what was true about me, about you…
But influence overtook natural dominance
And the back of my eyelids were always much more appealing.
In a world of misunderstood cerebral realities,
I lie half-awake as the clouds gray(ce) skies over me.
(Wait for them to see what I see…)
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