Here's something I wrote about a sensory shift I had, and the disappointment that followed its' end:
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Beehive:
Feeling it
yellow, not white
and green, like it should be.
Pulsate
faster than my amber blood
new outlooks and new goals.
Exhilaration.
Pure orange ecstasy
unspeckled pills
not from coastal europe
natural endorphins
and wax.
Dance to let me know you're safe
please.
I'm small and irrelevant
comfortable.
All the Queen's drones
and all the heat
weeping
couldn't put me in place again.
It's sad
but it's liveable.
Just another page in the book.
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