“Tortured Genius”

round and round go the thoughts in my crazy mixed up head, each thought overlapping the next and leapfrogging into the forefront of my thin-stretched attention span, pulsewaves of sheer brilliancy zooming to and fro and revealing the tortured genius within


“One Week Out”

feeling better than ever i pace back and forth, corner to corner as my mind percolates, thoughts skipping along in the mass of energy that i have become, only a week out of the suicidal hospital and doing great, at least for the time being