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ALL IN MY MIND
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ALL IN MY MIND (JUNE 2015)
One in the morning and the lights are out,
crickets chirping, insects scurrying about.
I lay me down in peace and in rest,
I have had a good day, I have done my best.
In all the world, no true light can be seen.
This is in my head, this what I will dream.
In an ocean I float, in a medley of scenes,
Paradise lost and regained, make up my inward seams.
A Punctual Paradigm Particularly Prevalent. Damaging Doses Dominating and Decadent. Volatile Vipers Vixens and Vandals. Scattering Scapegoats and Scooping Scandals. Rampant Repeating Reverberating Rhythm. Covertness Coherent Co-conspiracies Coexists. Benign Beautiful and Boisterous Beckons....
In my hands rests my head, I am still.
I will lay awake, I will lay alone; until I am healed.
Again now, I am floating in a medley of scenes,
The March of the Light Brigade, rushes over me.
I close my eyes, I paint the inside of my eye lids red,
the color of my life fluid, but brown if I were dead.
There are Parallel Pilings Proliferating Peace. Drumming Drilling Decapitating Diseases. Variables Vocally Victimizing Visitors. Swinging Swaying and Sub-humanized Stealers. Rigorous Ravenous Rumors of Repentance. Cohesive Conjunctions of Cons and Criminals. Bright Bold Boiling Blood....
My heart in my hands now, I make not a sound.
I still lay awake, I still lay alone; because no one is around.
I close my ears, I muffle anything that is heard,
The silence of my life, all in my mind...and I never said a word.