You Start With Rage
Your words must rage firstly,
a little mad is not mad enough.
Look what you did with words,
you dug into your own fiction.
That was the first rage, first stage.
Don’t get stuck in the mind mud
You are IN the Mind
not IT in you.
Carry yourself over an impossible finish line,
then pass yourself on to anything else.
Anything.
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