HIR

Blended within self, the delusion plays out . . . .

 

The actuation of the alter conscious psyches

He becomes her, modifies into a blended hir

The mind defies bio-science in a blurred iota,

The last smidgen of saneness cast to the wind

All pretense of normalcy abandoned in time.

Within a kaleidoscope of multicolored hues . . . . .

 

Like it or not, we are our parents deep within.

 

 

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