Hemorrhage... Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Deeply carved thru' th' veins of your tenebrous fears
are th' threadings of your brittle thoughts... bleeding-
pouring fast, heavy..... from th' psychic menstruation,
th' non-compos mentis veiled in shades of anthracite.

Inertia, spurs resign within th' hollows of depression
into promanic presentations of dread...hopelessness.
Isolation of th' human mind like old, unkempt rooms,
veils of cobweb shrouding brain's strain for lucidness.

So, if you would, take comfort please....in th' knowing
that my hand be always in yours as we search resolve.
Place your tired rankled mind upon my elixired heart;
I will share th' might of this cross that bleeds you now.


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''Darkness dares the Hemispheres to dominate....
And because so you must conjure up an opaque
dimension- and upon it, establish an eye of light
which will serve as God and Guardian to vouch-
safe the wells of your mindwork in a sea of serenity''






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