POEM: Phantom Mind

i washed up on a foreign shore
i saw no house, but just a door
through the door, light was dim
my mind was as phantom limb


my thoughts rang false
my mind chugged leaden
white mice danced a waltz
at the edge of Armageddon


a piercing tone slapped my mind
my eyes fell out and I was blind
squirming to a surface I couldn’t see
gasping, birthed, and then set free


another night in my phantom mind






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