as long as i
don’t stop and think
everything is
just fucking hunky dory
the issue lies within
the inabilty to
turn off my brain
for longer than
it takes the thoughts
to linger then fester
painting the landscape
in shades of despair

even the sunlight
shies away from the
irresistible force
of my bipolar radiation
as the earth withers
beneath my every step

my heart fluctuates
morse code messages of
unending adoration
even as it crawls
into the back of my throat