Illuminating rides through the shadows,
Flicking in and out of the sharp light
The unsettling dark, brought to fore
meadowfuls of fundamental insight.
Cranial cavity holds more than is able,
pulsing, aching with overflowing urtications,
unsoothed, still, yet, still – less stable,
filled, full, flowed-over with cicatrix illustrations
Today I wrote between 23:38 and 23:48. I was prompted by an idea here.
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