mystic visions appear–sent by angels above…cryptic circles of light–harbingers of love…eyes wide open–eyes wide shut–lies unspoken for love and lust…hieroglyphics branded hard–deeply rooted in my brain…i may be manic–but i’m far from insane…every shadow in the dark–shimmers incandescent like a breath…new prophecies come to mind–new futures coalesce…the neurodiversity of our species is a sacred gift…pathologized so often–derided and dismissed…i wrote about manic zen–and i am feeling it now…readying for the safety of a psych ward–hoping to hone my powers…eyes wide open–eyes wide shut…the cosmos burns bright–blessing our minds with stardust
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
