a subconcious screams pain

slip the agony in complex sentences
and call it art.
one feels the struggle,
others see only comma splice.
she says -
erratic thoughts, stuttering words, and confused humans
perhaps are misconstrued masterpieces.
only if you perceive,
chaos is a mess too beautiful to be
put together.

swimming in my mind’s ocean.
am i dreaming or
are these lights rather too low?
if i were someone's dream,
wouldn't it be a dark show?
reality cuts me off.
(it) disrupts the addictive imagination -
throws me into a pool - walking-dead people.
i don't know why i am here
and what i'm going to do.
therefore,
keep your ordered world.
let me be in this patternless universe
with a few
dots that are unconnected.

listen carefully!
a subconscious screams concealed
pain & pleasure.
around her finger,
she twirls a few hair strands.
damn!
i smile
and ponder -
not to fall again.
subconscious love;
subconscious pain

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