emotional health
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Let the drops glissade fiercelyAnd blaze their trail unrepentantly.Bless them, that they may bleed with no contradiction. Oh please,Do not let them be licked awayBy the hasty tongues Of public decency and decorum,Pride and chauvinistic conven
(The mind is a fragrance of the brain. To change minds the brains have to be healed. Our leaders keep trying to change minds and so nothing changes.)
You are the black hole of my being—
your cold, gnarled fingers squeeze and
twist and yank at me from the inside,
desperate to come out and shade
me with your wretchedness.
You are enigmatic; I have never
