defectivejunk: Sick Day

In my apartment
I can't go home
so here I am
all alone

trying to go to sleep
in the negative land

crossing over with pajamas on
urinating in the Amazon
trying to call in sick with
no reception where I stand

the squirrels and pigeons
point the way
out from here
but here I stay

because I can't enter
the portals they open
no matter how badly
they circle and rote them

I created them today
and destroy them once
upon a time I may
but so long ago they created me
that these two multiply
multiplexed
universes are all I see

dark and light worlds
don't exactly apply
to creatures that squawk
and creatures who fly
they keep attempting
to teach me to soar
above all the heavens and
the earth's darkened door

try as I might
I'm stuck having visions
a blue sky to my right
left, chartreuse incisions
my head is stuck in the clouds
my feet minus world visitors
each hand is in inverse
and between incessant tears

a hole in one ozone
layer develops
under my skin and my body envelops
the whole of existence and
all of creation

matter, antimatter, and a strange
third perturbation
that isn't just one and isn't the other
and isn't just me or my mirror clone twin brother

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