This is how I’m feeling this afternoon. A small adjustment in my regular medication is messing with my head, and since I needed to write anyway, I wrote about it.
I spiral out, where phantom zephyrs blow,
Driving my life-line
Beyond my deadened grasp; I am resigned
To drift here past
All company, alone, but for the blast
Of comets in the dark;
Untethered orphan drifting from her barque,
I am now lost
Out in the mental universe and tossed,
An astronaut at sea,
Prey to my inner haunts. I am not free.
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I love the phantom zephers. Great energy in your writing!
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