Circadian rhythms pulse a tango
In my delusion in cerulean veins
Swing through my body into all my fingers
Circle round my skull and into my brain
Circadian marches through my system
Bleed up higher into sapphire cells
Rising tide below my eyes
Wash away the remains of my shell
Circadian trickles through my ribcage
In rainbow drops and bitter pearls
In the ocean stippled with glimmer
Cracks my skull; It's a hallucinogen
Dipped in sleep; It's a hallucinogen
Night time fuck; It's a hallucinogen
Circadian rampage through my muscles
Pounds the walls of honey ducts
Suckle: nourish from buckles of sorrow
No need to stir while your ribs are plucked
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