Ure Apprehensively Mine

Ure my chemical imbalance tipping the scales Ure the voice shouting leaving me pale Ure the fright in the middle of a soulless night Ure broken glass on the sidewalk Ure cuts thru my shoes while u mock Ure poetry in motion with nausea Ure incurable when I wanna be done dotta Ure an audio clip on a permanent loop Ure the scandal rag with a crappy scoop Ure rinse and repeat without a cleanse Ure finite resources thru a single lens Ure the reason for recurring work in progress Ure my daily dose of fogginess Ure the vacuum of perpetual thoughts Ure the story who cannot be bought Ure the constant double edge sword Ure responsible for striking a chord Ure the force I try so hard to counter with good Ure responsible for me being misunderstood Ure my nemesis and friend all the same Ure the one enabling me to be creatively insane No pills, no frills, just terrifying numbness followed by troubling relaxations A pattern of chills trying not to succumb to this rollercoaster of varying sensations Copyright © Christopher Delegans 2023