Astro Pherik Poet Free verse

Distorted -Thoughts

Distored thoughts.

birds take flight in flocks.

so detached,  in touch with a tight grasp.

a flask with a few intoxicating drops.

whispers scream from inside this nightmares dream.

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Yoni Dvorkis November 19, 2009 at 8:32 AM I can see you think of substances as well to induce distortion. Or at least your writing gives me that impression. somehow birds don't seem that nightmarish to me, birds fly free, humans are chained to their feet and the ground.