Mind Space
~~~~~ A poem within a poem... ~~~~~
I'm bathing in this eerie mind space,
clarification has unknowingly lost meaningful taste;
Heart's blasting a scent of urgent,
staring down roads which hover abound trees of grievance,
seemingly to have no ample bends;
Wounds from slumber deep unfastens,
staring imps snare and hasten,
feel no complacent,
stains redeem prominence,
beg fierce to this vivid pretend,
nightmares' only grin so torrid till they end –
But, do they rarely ever finish?
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