revoked pharmaceutical albatross licence
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
i faintly sense frantic covert coreographies, flailing about
while i sleep.
the dilligence-- busy worker bees fashion sticky, prosthetic helmets...
they keep my insecurities from floating into the twinkling ether.

i can choose to wear it, believe it,
or rip the helmet from my skull,
still knowing that a replacement is coming...

...while i sleep.

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