Pick pick Dear Mind,
Pick pick.
Tonight’s Nightmare
Pick pick
Shall it be the day’s proceedings,
And the world’s rejections?
Or will the dark locked trunks,
Come avisiting,
Carrying within
Burned moral objections?
Pick pick Dear Mind,
Pick pick.
Tonight’s nightmare
Pick pick.
Shall your heart be embraced
By mismatched arms?
Or should the skeletons rise
From friendship farms?
Pick pick
Dear Mind
pick pick
Eyes closed
The inside is out
The outside in
The Demon Heralds are about
They scream your sin
Pick, pick
Dear
Mind
pickpick
Nightmare
pick
___________
Image: Me
Aneesh Sathe 
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