A dysphoria in time
my heavy mind wails,
time waits
yet I groan,
would all this
soon go away?

Would all the pleatings of my soul
and the kneadings of my heart
soon be a thing to forget?

Twists and turns
I’ve known to go
but always seem to arrive
at the point where I am now,
the dysphoria of my heart,
mind,...