THE STRAIT OF MESSINA

THE STRAIT OF MESSINA
Vivien Marie Lopez Jorillo
4/21/2012

Say hello to the most irrational of thoughts
For they come back with the most bizarre of anxieties
As you fidget more and struggle to question
This is where the patient becomes the therapist.

Quiet talks for affective lesions
From soliloquies that give birth to sessions.
What we know about answers and indecision
We learn from dreams, deities, and demons.

You’d dive and swim to the abyss of humanity
You’d see the trenches cut by the fluorescence of fishes of the deep sea
You save your breath only to reach the ocean floor
Give up & let go when the only way up is for your lungs to burst.

No waves, just the current, the steady whisper of pressure
Eating your ears, tight as seizures
This is the burden of Prometheus
Cross of Atlas and the first of the frontiers of the cerebrum.

Quiet talks for affective lesions
From soliloquies that give birth to sessions.
What we know about answers and indecision
We learn from dreams, deities, and demons.

Say hello to the most irrational of thoughts
For they come back with the most bizarre of anxieties
As you fidget more and struggle to question
This is where the patient becomes the therapist.

You’d find land, go back to the troposphere
The topography as clean as clever, blind seers
You’d thank civilizations and trust the genius of mankind
Fall back when the peaks that touch heaven are measurable in height.

Thin air, just ice, flags, the wrath of Boreas
Screaming at your back, hard and unforgiving as Scylla
And between it and Charybdis, this is the ring of Aeolus,
Fan of Atlas and the skin of the frontiers of the cranium.

Quiet talks for affective lesions
From soliloquies that give birth to sessions.
What we know about answers and indecision
We learn from dreams, deities, and demons.

Say hello to the most irrational of thoughts
For they come back with the most bizarre of anxieties
As you fidget more and struggle to question
This is where the patient becomes the therapist.

(c) 2012

Vivien Marie A. Lopez

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