I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs, or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me.
– Hunter S. Thompson
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madness emerges
from dark and shallow pools
teeming in my moonlit brain
with anaerobic life
madness submerges
this swaying ship of fools
afloat on frozen silence
my old unruly soul
on alkaloid currents
my old unruly soul
luminous silent
while
the
snow
fell
forlornly
adrift like
frivolous flotsam
on a tide of images
made to appear prophetic
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Peter Bies © 2010
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