Maze

she had lost the plot long before in an insane labyrinth of her mind trapped in the rat race of high speed and the volume on full blast incarcerated shackled and straight jacketed thumb screws and all contorting denial delusion and psychedelic support to no valid avail and the wall of her self-imposed prison was barbed with wire of pain the maze of synaptic connections discharged commands of unreason torturous wheels of cognition failed to balance fierce contradictions twisting and hurting she succumbed to a myriad of fake solutions turning the tourniquet tight to receive the message of brown sugar winding serpentine paths misconstrued from temptation and promise and still the garden remained a wasteland of intemperate indignation she had fallen off the wagon so many times that the engine had stalled sinews lay bare under a sinuous array of purulent scars and punctures a tattered puzzle of perplexed bewilderment awaiting the ultimate shot the heroine submerged in near namesake poison in face of the needle as the epitaph neared completion and the funeral cortege proceeded she prayed and surrendered to a white knuckling ride of withdrawal dragons danced with cold turkeys on her tomb stone but they refused to relinquish hope for affronted vultures puked at sight of her ghost and she recalls near death experiences and abstinence as a miraculous gift 25th June 2020