Drunk Dial

For Holden Lyric

In a drunken mirage of ceiling lights rotating in spirals, counter-clockwise, against the motion of time, I called you, yearning for a voice of sanity, the delicate hums bestowed unto your neon-blinking vocal box, expelling dialogue that never dulls, you exclaim that you’re deranged, perhaps to oneself you are, but to me you are the gravitational force aligning the stars with my brain cells, your hands of God reassemble the bleeding stream of confusion streaming out of a ruptured mind.

Thank you friend.


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