Strange Energy

A burst where yesterday
There was a lull
A manic flow of mana
Metaphors rush and collide
Accretion of disparate parts
Great engines of archaic steam
Surge on rails of Reason
Motivation is a companion traveller
Who I listen to with polite feigned interest
Wide-eyed Imagination stares through holes in the sky
Stars breach the dark curtain of despair
The Imp in Harlequin mask capers through the hallways
While my Muse LOL
Watching the Monkeys in my head tumbling on Freudian slips
Logic, poor think clerk adjusts his spectacles
Trying to balance the accounts
Before the return of the dark guests
Torturers of Kindness
Carrying Lethargy and Melancholy in their wake
Can I tap this strange energy?
To breathe upon Passion’s dying embers.
And fan the flames of Ambition

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