everything was spinning everything was made of particles of light. it was always there – the eye in its bloody socket saw thru that which was solidly presented my lover Obsession & his brother Torment took me at an early age a cloak of gleaming stuff hung around my vehicles blood red rivers ran down my arms bloody manacles bound my wrists goading me into a vortex of incoherence i fell to the floor screaming slamming my head the family gathered to view the spectacle whispering loudly in judgement i got migraines my sister said i was weak in the head the bit in the center of my head was soft my head possessed a lid my eye blew up into a bubble everything possessed a double casting gigantic shadows in the torture chamber of my mind i could not learn i could not understand what they were talking about knowledge possessed a dangerous sound i made no attempt to decipher
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