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In Mind
April 28, 2019
I hold my breath when I am alone
saving air for when minds surround me
flashing genius,
love,
terror
Hidden below gnarls of tissue, drowning in fluid,
blunted by sertraline,
cerebellum strains;
filled with small souls,
slaughtered
Through watery windows, I watch them wither;
mourning beauty:
electricity titled wicked,
wasted
But still, giggles dance across eardrums like flames
and I smile at the sound
automatically
Spirit aches, eyes shine,
serotonin screams,
and I breathe
© Ace T., Dededo, Guam
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You can almost see thoughts and ideas dying inside peoples' minds, often because they know they would be seen as bad or unorthodox