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Henri Gaudier-Brzeska – “Sophie Brzeska” 1913


My thoughts shimmer like the aurora borealis

Just below my surface

I can feel them creep across my brain like electric spiders, throwing switches, lighting up lobes

So close to spilling out of my eyes, my mouth, my limbs

I sit here silent, still

Hoping they will pass unexpressed

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