if u have a head?....
Listless, restless. Body refuses to move. Mind refuses to be still. A strange kind of manic paralyis.What needs to be done is obvious! Yet it cannot be done.
The snakes inside my scalp wriggle and thrash around. venomous fight for freedom. A male Medusa in the making. The pain. I gently bang my head on the wall willing them to stop.
The thoughts and the snakes. Poisons in my brain. No tears. Just that swirling empty feeling. A bottomless pit finds it way into my stomach. Then something violently finds it way out of the depths. Dinner. Wry smile. Water. The snakes are calm. One gut wrenching purge done.
The thought poison still rages. How much more violence to purge the other? What shall be the price?
P.S This was scribbled a long time ago.
-thus sprung the ganges through the locks of rudra
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