Lashing Jolt

With a quick lash of the tongue
and a slow prick by a spark
My brain jolted out
Of a fast place
Horrid space

With a sly mind
And a shallow heart
My worried hand sprung
Towards the face of reality
Creating a pit in another Galaxy

I’m wondering when my alter
Ego will pull me higher
Upwards and throw my bodybag
To the wolves and laugh at me drowning

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