Mid Of
Night Fight
When the
tingling starts it’s your nerves taut
Try to
resist but those needles bite
So
scratch the attack until it recedes
Momentary
calm, for seconds later it’s again the centipedes
Think
reason; imagine calm for it’s all a mind war
Breathe
easy in time to stop your mental race car
Red
stripes down my neck where my nails have wrecked
Nettles
of invisible poison the reality of scratched
Don’t
hurt yourself for insanity’s sake
Middle of
the night angst is evil’s lake
At war
with ourselves for reasons beyond rational
Its
quantum’s work called nothing, exploding into actual
Sweet
peace has been fought for over naught
Human
fragility so funny against the background of compulsive thought
See, the
mind is intangible but creates reality
The wound
on the skin is the conflict of rigidity versus flexibility, my Sweet
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