I am not rational, I am emotions
Most of the times my words do not make any sense at all
My consciousness of what you call reality is drastically underdeveloped
My senses are mutated, from over-usage
My whole understanding of existence revolves around myself
It is not enough being originally distorted, and figuring out ways to cope with it
Why waste energy normalizing myself - just to look like everyone else around me?
Poems for Jennifer II - There is a new book by David McLean out at Nickel Hole Press. It's called, with huge imagination, Poems for Jennifer II. It will be available at Barnes & N...
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