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“A Bloodshot Mind's Eye by Stewart Stafford Hyperventilating loudly, Feverish visions crash in, Flinching ever so strongly, A farrago of the brain's bin. Home is sadly unsweetened, Not like old Lynyrd Skynyrd's, Fell into mashed-up bananas, Looking like a lizard's innards. On a plane crashing down fast, Door closed on a switch to cars, A parachute instantly appeared, And I woke from sleep a superstar. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
A Bloodshot Mind's Eye by Stewart Stafford
Hyperventilating loudly,
Feverish visions crash in,
Flinching ever so strongly,
A farrago of the brain's bin.
Home is sadly unsweetened,
Not like old Lynyrd Skynyrd's,
Fell into mashed-up bananas,
Looking like a lizard's innards.
On a plane crashing down fast,
Door closed on a switch to cars,
A parachute instantly appeared,
And I woke from sleep a superstar.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.