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Insidious

Travis Green

The walls are screaming
at my existence, storming
through my soul in the
blackened night, drumbeating,
exploding atomic bombs
upon my heart, choking
conjunctions rumbling,
crumbling, booming
through my soul, splintering
breathless bones, spinning
my dimension into unimaginable
inventions. There is no one
around to rescue me from this
misery, from the cloaked demons
creeping inside my dungeon,
stealing away my starlit dreams,
replacing everything with frightening
illusions – insidious, twisted,
threatened, choking my artistic
essence, amplifying into deep raging
terror. My eyes are swollen, swirling
all around amber realms, deserted,
dead, unsaid, useless, racing towards
cutthroat rhythms as I can feel
my blood streaming frantically
through my system – blinding,
pale, white worlds of aching thoughts,
drifting, shifting, losing grip, becoming
a weightless existence, an unloved
galaxy vanishing in the distance.

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