grossly sincere

skeletal ivory contorts and writhes
on a crimson backdrop
blood, cold and dripping
washes over drained and lily-white skin
bones jutting beneath pallid flesh, twisting
tendons, jousting with violent claws
the eternal dance rages on
unnamed masters pulling the strings

About “Lurasidone Love Story”

Here is a poem, or something like that, I wrote in my notes app while experiencing the awesome side effects of lurasidone in February. Enjoy.