home, mild suffering
Ego begs for expression
"Distinguish me from this haze."
Ego awakens the inner serpent,
she's really not bad.
To separate,
divide by cutting to shreds
-That's thought,
cessations of which
stop the separation.
Union ripples to the surface
bubbling up to be popped-
-pop pop
the thoughts,
blocking creative expression
like a stillborn
so emotional for what could have been
winter solstice
dark dark side of Manhattan
locked up in this tower.
Free me from my own prison!
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