i lay there
the trance like state
i hear things.
i see....
i am aware of the one million yard stare
my eyes now look tricky
i listen is what I do
(there was a time i thought I was IN something .Part of something exciting.a new
venture...)
the paintings i go back to now.
what began this .
(again)
the monitoring
I have been told I will be monitored like this the rest of my life.
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