Feel the beast inside me
Slamming itself violently
Into the shell
Burning like hellfire
Infuriating my head with its magic
Just before bed
I fight The Manic.
Scramble to hold the limbs
The body of cinders brims
I seek the still
To relax the grip of hell
Extinguishing is my myth
Always glowing ashes
Of the ambushing Manic.
Monday, January 11, 2016
The manic
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