Best Bevel Poems

I search in vain
for some incantation I can invoke
to leverage my psychosis into a semblance of sanity.
The illusion, like my delusional sense of purpose, 
has lost its appeal.

On the bevel of a moonbeam’s edge -
derelict of enchantment,
perceptions distort thoughts sliding on a fragment of reality,
contorting...

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If I had a bevel
to mark my right angles, 
in the limestone of the quarry of my mind,
I would be pondering 
a life to be envied.

I would make a resolution 
to adhere to the sinkhole
of madness that collects
in unclear images in my 
capable dendrite hold.

If...

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