the coin-toss between
insanity and genius
is a liars game
—-
alone in a room
we were safe, now unlawful
except in our minds
—-
my own foolish heart
made weapon against its cage?
some organ of mine
—
may i offer you
a taste of my limerence?
the first bite is free
—
tell Herr Schrödinger
apologies for his cat;
the box won’t open.
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