A poem about the meaning of life through periods of feeling down.
Denver Tuesday
Musty manic low
Head banging
Calamity cold
Demon voices
Clutching callously
Curtain my skull
Velvet show
Seal my soul
Screw my head
Take this pill
I am dead
Feed my ego
Beyond
I belong
To you my lover
Tied
Tired
Alive.
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