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Birds Nest in My Open Brain

by A Flower in Disguise

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Birds nest in my open brain
Chirping

Birds nest in my open brain
Like the thoughts they boomerang
It’s rare not to be ashamed
It’s rare not to be ashamed

Barbed and tripwire thoughts
I should be
I should be happy
But the ants are biting through my sleep

Bubbling the swamp of blood
Down where the river runs, runs

Birds nest in my open brain
Chirping, cracked by the sun

Birds nest in my open brain
And it writhes as a pit of snakes, agitated worms matured
Squirming in the grip of apprehension
The unfamiliar rarity to find delight in being seen
Seen trying, embrace the feeling
Accept praise, worthiness
The avoidance of the situation

Squirming in the grip of the raptors
Breaking down to surrender
Triggered to fall in line
No silence can make my mind clear
Wishing it all to disappear
Squirming in the tight grip of which I’m torn and torn

Bubbling the swamp of blood
Down where the river runs, runs

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released January 11, 2021

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