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a trilogy of such sweet sensation

boggled by rampant vexation

pouring in from all sides

forcing eyes to see fire

where even smoke won't hide

trapped

the heart beats itself to death

while running from proper introduction

the world has my attention now

sleep is only a myth

that taunts insomniacs well

feeling rawly victim attic

the body

stock piles adrenaline

allowing the mouth to lie

by saying

I'm alright

despair is a heckler

for the mind of the self deceived

grid locked

by the overload meant for the physical

gives pain a new outlet and edge

medication unlike meditation

though welcome

still

it dulls one's awareness........

(Jan. 8, 2000)