How to right the path of inhabitable processes
Undo the damage during manic and psychotic catharsis
Lay a shoulder on the gloom of my dear shoulder
Which shoulders the weight of sharp words paranoia then inevitable inertia
I can’t undo undo
But I can address the well meant template
Explain I am never usually, well, in this way
I floss I floss in the river of gloom
Now hiding in moments
Adverbs of deep hushed blue
Most mightn’t understand
But I shouldn’t need to detail further processes
Tektites and andromorohirs,
good omens never ceased, no apparition.
No apparitions indeed. Yet growing weary we remain steadfast
This birthday suit we carry
And in that moment my brain mind shifts
Alchemy the lure permit the transformation to occur.
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