In this in between state:
I float in my own body.
On the cusp of an hallucinogenic peak.
Smoke rises from nowhere.
Engulfing my view in ethereal gray.
Hazy heat waves wash away order.
Ensconcing my twenty-feet of subjective life.
With an extension of a diluted mind.
Running dry from lack of sleep.
Shriveling from caffeine catatonia.
My blood turns to syrup as I try to bleed.
But the razor's just another mirage.
Taunting me with impossible delusions.
I keep picking apart my dry crusted skin.
With my blunt force brain, belittled between,
some sort of somnia indispensible to this altered state.
Nodding off.
To sleep.
Standing up.

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