A clustered mind is not a beneficial one   I am being chocked mentally   Thought flow through my head   Like a verbose raging river      Tambling four word phrases   Jumping from noun to noun   I yearn to live for a a person   That can make me feel like pious      But instead I am shattered by irreverence   I want someone who allows themselves   To live without margins to be bereaved   Nights turn into days and I can only remember my dreams      They seem existent creating the smell of perfume   The fumes turn into a plague overbearing my senses   With some imaginary woman who fucks me from hello   When I open my eyes I see a reflection of myself lost and motionless