the detail in delusions
you relish
a focal point from which perspectives lines
pull, the highway sharpens
until even the self is distant; legs
wobbling hands shaking eyes fluttering
mind blanked and
pure.
Tuesday, May 3
writing again for the first time in howevereverlong OR I once read an article on hallucinations during holy fasts
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