Believe

speaks in tongue it’s scratchy Latin

“my name is only what they call me”

daydream window gazer spawning

malignant notions null of reason

 

the power want has will etherize

usurping clean cut rationale

a fiction wound in fantasy

can take one to delirium

 

analeptic safeness; opiate

doctrine scribbled in peasant blood

shrines were built from hollowed skulls

to the brim of heavenly musing

 

 

– PwD 2017

 

Believe

 

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