smack me in the face
look at me wide
and smack me in the face
the alpha waves have started
but coming not from my center
i am releasing
something new
and when your ghost is on me
i feel the need to pollinate
the vision hits my blood
i flip out and start to levitate
use your teeth
to tear at my lips
when the midnight siren sounds
the worms will rise to find it
and this is my fourth poem
since starting on lexapro
my right leg is bent at the knee
for white light and concrete
and transmissions from god
[should i be sent another poem]
i am summoning myself
as the synthesizer wind
puts bite marks
on the window
tie me to the bed and smack me
with your beating heart
i am tense i am prepared
i am ready for the flood