one minute of madness

sought informed
followed heart
fragile twig fingers
stomach like a bag of lard
head unstable
swelling blood vessels
rubicund rivers
imaginary crimson threads beaded with imaginary sanguine
silver frame, no photograph
the terror of losing a delusion
gentle promise
forever wherever whenever
rising gorge
didn't believe in miracles after the baker's dozen expired
craving provocation
fooled wild with dreaming
seeking the silver parting edge
gimme sensation
searching again for the ghost in the sea
no answers

throw yrself forward
throw yrself forward
throw yrself forward

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