23A

What is this out sanity?
Para sitting off of me,
Simply no mutualism,
Not a bee,
Pollinating; loving me,
But love is over used,
It's tossed and abused,
Little love, who are you?
Do you serinade my sane?
Are you the picture in
My frame?
Are you in the chambers of
My brain?
Dain, suffixes for days,
Are you, who do's the blue's?
Cardiovascular system, been crushed and bruised,
Is that why my veins are blue?
Because of you, who do's the blue's?
Cruise, my ship been sailed,
Now I'm in sanity,
Para sitting inside of me,
Only the bluest of oceans,
Controls these motions,
Out riding me,
Not too shy from
sending me,
to the 23A,
You're sending me to the 23A.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[lessa (kenzie)]

okay I will, what is 23A? is it like a room number
I enjoyed your words, nice flow here and story.

[chael]

I seem to have been mixed with Chael. My interpretation is that 23A is a place in one's head. I get it completely.