Manic Episode In The Middle Of Winter

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Manic Episode In The Middle Of Winter

(think of a car crash in the snow)

Part One.  
Maybe you’ve stopped taking your medication
or maybe it doesn’t matter because the buzz is back
and once again you are raw light goddess,
eating in naked aisles and the genius runs red hot.
Hummingbird in place of heart,
vibrance instead of sleep. 
This time you will grow wings.

Part Two. 
I laugh and won’t stop.
Blood gushing from my kitchen sink face,
confetti stuck to my teeth.
I am choking on all that fucking light.

Part Three.  
I walk 40 blocks at night.
I smile in the dark.
I am a goddess, I think.
I don’t sleep.
I paint ugly things.
I skip classes. 
I write and write and write
I forget to dream.
It’s like that, you know?
Like I was built for this.
Like I’ve always known.
Like I know you’re watching.