Ice blue
Flames of mind
Jostling for space
Along with
Rust and grime
Of an over-wrought
Unconscious.
Time, dripping
Into water-eaten
Crevices of mind
Creating chasms
Of unreal
Thoughts
And images
Wounds
Of the soul
Purple-red
In anger and pride
Leading me
Into dark alleys
Of conscious thought.
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