I need a ringpiece

To levitate me of 

the bed, do donut

 

Oh-Micron-

          ology, a watchmakers

      timepiece-countdown

Woe be gone, woe be 

tide, betide of woe 

begone inside.

Get off your high horse

of capitalism speak to

 me of humanity.

'finding yourself in a hole,at the bottom of a hole' in almost solitude, and discovering that only writing can save you.

 Poems, dreams, realities

      I wrote them before my feet

           hit the ground.

A SHADOW OF MY FORMER SELF

I’m going black into myself, I've been

On Gaia, Curiosity stream, Prime but

Nothing catches my mind's eye.

My long-term memory was wiped-

stroked out.

I am trying to remember something

that I cant see, I suffer from aphasia,

Aphantasia.I hope that you can make

me out, a shadow of my former self.

I have written this before but 

in a different vein. I’m like a junky

Chasing life that's beyond me

Shooting up to get down. Some-

times I remember being in a place

that I cant see, no hollo-gram.

There is no projection not even

a Mickey Mouse sketch.