alter ego

Wine Stains_ Bradley Cloete

alter ego

my face shivers at my sight,

my eyelids rub like sandpaper.

my nose has gone mad, lost it’s sense;

my lips tremble, observing the damage.

my eye-bags are wine-colored,

inebriated on euphoria now decayed into

a ringing migraine that took its sweet time

to wake me up this morning.

¿ʇɥƃᴉu ʇsɐl pǝuǝddɐɥ ʇɐɥʍ?

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poetry: dynamik.muse

visual: Bradley Cloete