Shadows and Sticks

Me Reading the Poem
Shadows and Sticks

caffeine hyperdrive
a manic stuck on auto drive
retrograde mental projections
back turned, I left in rejection
illusions weaved in my mind eye
forsaken by the very reality, I
a world of shadows and sticks
bending the truth, as the candle
	burns down to the wick
                I feel sick

10/18/21 – Andy McRae