drip, drip

poem

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drip, drip
let chaos rule the day
let disorder reign supreme
when you allow your mind
to command itself
in its own frenetic way,
with effervescent disarray,
you’ll ride horses on the moon
and dolphins will talk to you
and magic will fill your room —
that’s the only way
to find beautiful things
in the yucky space
that is extended loneliness
that is prolonged alienation
that is… that is…
when you close your eyes
without…