Powerful images: The Panic Attack of A Poet: What It’s Like & How I Get To The Other Side

It rises up through vulnerable temples, Fizzing like a poured soda, Taking a tour of an endless drop, An ever darkening ride to a past time. Shit, I think, My fingers seething with adrenaline, A ne…

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