sync, words

tick tick tick

the metronome keeps the time of the beat inside my mind

i tap my foot with it

eyes closed the world synchonizes with me

soon all throbs with the same all encompassing urge

i napped fitfully

on and off in restless dream states

waking with need

dodging sunbeams like lasers from a vengeful god

happiness and sorrow dance across my knuckles like electrical discharge

draped in a cloak of tired reckless desire

the only need is for release

words aren’t cutting it any longer

my weapon of choice has failed me again

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