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roar of the whirlwinds.

rewiiired

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Chair.
Eyes drifting back to the face
visions I just cannot seem to displace
continually erupting in the vacancy of my mind
with that ever-so-familiar eternal
white noise sound track

a static roar inside my spinning head,
feel so alive down and in, but
up here, out here, I seem so dead,
stuck in a zombified trance, my dissociative gaze,
immobilized, I just stare off into space

swallow the lump in your throat,
squeeze shut your eyes again
take a deep breath, focus on nihlo
count slowly from one to ten

my veins are pulsing fire,
so there's got to be some organ
doing the pumping here
more than just a faint rythm,
why can't I dance to it?

can't hear it over the cacophony
can't see straight in all this spinning
can't flow despite all the feeling
eyes bloodshot, I'm even
lost to blinking

all I feel is numb,
all I see here is a blur,
I hear nothing now but the
roar of the whirlwinds.
 
Good one. I especially like the first stanza.

The back in the first line and track in the last combine really forcefully.
 
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