antinomy

here's a little something i wrote last night around 3:45...

an allegory antonymous with autonomy; this paranoia deprives me of sleep. bandana over my eyes and the left side is a cellophane-draped secret. cartilage weakened, nerves tweakin', eye twitching and mind bitching about every little astronomical symbol disguised under a firm section of skin; touch. fingertips and constellations: she's tracing ursa minor over my bicep. my only strength is weakness in her presence. headache revolting, heartbeat pulsing. palpatations and reservations cloaked as a steady eye and convincing straight face laced with a trace of angst and i'm instantly pacing through my soul. synth beat on repeat to intensify the heat. pupils dialate late at night and i sigh in my insomniac state of mind. pretend to sleep to fool my brain while i maintain an open eye fixated on the aura of my own mind as it overly-excitedly dances throughout the early morning / late night. kill the light, we're done for the night.