HypomaniaA Poem by LydiaCW: Sex
manic manic
like stay up until 4 or 5 spend three hours online making lists of reasons: Why You Should Get a Snake only partially innuendo I go, you go, we go go go go Go, GO yes yes YES like that do it like that dance yourself clean you little dream team are you sleeping or are you just off your meds again again and you find joy but fleeting like your heart above the sun and you find peace collapsing when the going's finally done [in the moments you're not thinking about the way you would hang yourself in the garage until someone saw - you were everywhere and nowhere that's what happens when we die, we become this presence in the minds of those who knew us and when everyone who knew us fades off too, the great big yonder swallows all] flashy maul fleshy squall shopping mall it's just money it's just money and he's gambling and he's luck so he's winning and we say let's not f**k but we don't mean it mean it I want to scream it we don't mean it I don't think he means it I am taking the statistical average of everything likely and the way it never works out and dividing it gently with a warm welcome entry and the work I plan to put out pull out don't pull out I can't take it when they walk away I can't seem to let them stay out out out damned spots stay out come in so nice to see you again panic panic too much and too far too much and too far why is it always too far © 2022 Lydia |
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Added on September 26, 2022 Last Updated on September 26, 2022 AuthorLydiaSeattle, WAAboutI'm Lydia. I write free verse. Nature is freedom. My Bird, I am forever changed. Rest in Peace, my beautiful friend. Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginativ.. more..Writing
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