lock stock and two smoking grey cells
torturous
like pins under nails
holding breaths of creativity
scuff hench enemies
to release the invisible grip on my mental faculties
thoughts are stationary
neutral
thinking's futle i mean futile
sterile lacking vital minerals
can't find the subliminal
to wax lyrical get hysterical.
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