my many delusions
conspire
both with;
and against me
my days are long
and often blue
my night are darker
shaded through
and through
and through
and
the viscosity
of my dilemmas
keeps my head
above this
mucilage mire
of my making
this self-made
melted horse morass
is so fucking real
i wish i was faking
i can feel it
in me and around me
inside
outside
upside down
i can feel it
overwhelm me
and that's why
it feels like
i'm swimming
in glue
this is all me
nothing to do
with you
and now
i feel like
i'm swimming
in glue
im not lost
im found
and this
in itself
is nothing unique
or new
About the Creator
Brenton F
It's just a token of my extreme - Frank Zappa
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My little dog, Snowball, made her way to the vet for a review of her hip. The young puppy suffered from a vascular necrosis, a condition predisposing her to hip dysplasia (when the ball of the bone, the femur, does not fit into the joint socket).
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Comments (5)
Fabulous and fitting song! Mucilage great addition - loved your poem.
Powerful piece. The feeling of swimming in glue alone is terrifying. Well done!
Yes, indeed.
"I feel like I'm swimming in glue". This poem hit me on such a deep level. Incredible work💌
This is powerful and evocative Brenton. Truly excellent work.