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Psycho Logical

Madness and make-up! What am I seeing? Is that really a face? A vision? Yes, one of those? It's strange here in the shower. What seemed to be a countenance looked in at me. But was that a vision, merely a repeat - a repeat of my madness? Do I see a knife in that hand, held by that figure, a strange and frightening thing? Am I about to fall, lose blood? Chimeras can indeed be strange, strangeness be a vision, vision a memory; memories of faces can dance within the brain. Will a knife be plunged into my belly? Shall I feel its sharp point? Am I to fall and hit my head - splash into my own blood? (Sep 2022)

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Date: 9/13/2022 9:49:00 PM
Andrew, your title is a great play on Words and clever reference to the Hitchcock thriller. It's been years and years since I've watched it, but the shower scene with its shrieking violins was so iconic, and forever etched in my synapses. You did a really good job of portraying the vulnerability and terror of that moment ~ John
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Date: 9/14/2022 6:36:00 AM
Thanks, John. I saw that film - again! again! - only three or four days ago, hence a bit of verse. I was merely a few years old when it came out in 1960, so didn't see it then!

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