Fever Dreams
/Fever dreams
Liberate the mind
Boundless and edgeless
Thoughts flow
Skipping between
Ponds of reality
No longer constrained
By rationality
I drift
What once thirsted for stability
Now wants for nothing
But the pretty colours
That seem to hold
All meaning
Within this play
Of consciousness
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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