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Mind vomit

Sipping my life from bottles, Bottling my tears, Drowning your fears. Simply sipping and sipping and slipping then drinking then gulping and….. Up it comes… Too much life trapped in too many bottles, Too many tears stoppered, Not Enough To drown my fears Only sitting and sipping….never thinking Just gulping and drinking..never thinking and UpContinue reading “Mind vomit”

Twilight sleep

In part 11 Alice finds some scribbles written whilst high on state induced morphine in the hospital bed series’Connecting to the mother keyboard.’ She has no recollection of writing it. Purple hazed memory blocker. We are but we are not. It happened and it did not. Holding two truths in the drained purpled half light,Continue reading “Twilight sleep”