Conscious
My brain is a rampaging horse
A whip-wind of raw energy kicking its way across the desert
with reckless abandon
with reckless abandon
A screaming steam engine derailed
and still hurtling over trackless scrub brush.
and still hurtling over trackless scrub brush.
It is the whine of a still-lit kerosene heater
magnified 1,000 fold.
magnified 1,000 fold.
Hold on and shred to ribbons
Release and watch the magnificence of my humanity disappear
Suppose I heap up the fractured remnants of my restraint as a keep sake?
A little-known second chance.
A little-known second chance.
Yet suppose I crawl away from the gaping hole in this cracked cell and free a beast
- my beast -
to roam galactic planes of thought....
- my beast -
to roam galactic planes of thought....
What then?
