Some use their feathers for flight, others stay firmly planted on the ground
2024-02-18, 11:18 p.m.

It is always the eve of the witching hour that brings the full brilliance of barbiturate peace. i'm no marilyn monroe but i understand a tiny amount of what she saw in a seconal. the tiny tremors and spasticity of multiple sclerosis gone for a second and the stigma of taking an old timey hollywood starlet amount of barbiturates for a neurologic illness escapes me for a moment. I feel like the me I was without a comprehensive illness. I just exist. In a pain free moment I return to myself before the thorny vines coil around me and bloom their dark velvet night flowers. 30 minutes before a REM less sleep, buried deep