Insane

Melting down,crossing barriers, breaking out,stepping around.
Pieces fragmenting,character
isolating.
Green-acid,hair follicles,
white is the blank slate,painting blues with reds.
Freaks from a sideshow,
muscles in the sea;
six-packs in a grog-shop,
dancing improperly.
Beguiled by your bounce,sleep-walking this town.
Fine is the white wine,
poisoning the liver,spining on a sixpence.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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