Out of Phase

The power of pain
The stink of fear
My mind spills out an acid rain

No rest nor sleep
Not a comfort here
No line of thought that I might keep

Confusion and haze
Flashes of clarity doth split my mind 
All sensation out of phase

I laugh, I weep
I am numb sometimes
Then into reality do I slip so deep

Fleeting cognizance…

About Author:

Retired automation engineer (having had many roles leading up to that). Interested in agriculture, economics, cancer research, philosophy, embedded systems and SOC(System On Chip). Enjoy the family farm and my grandsons and playing around with Raspberry Pi and Arduino systems. A bit of web programming in Perl... growing plants.... and too many other things to list.

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