Overdose

Overdose


I feel something 
pulsing
I feel it just 
here.
I see the lights
an aurora engulfs me.
Will I be born again?
Or Lazarus from the dead?
dinoflagellates bloom
and I see glistening reds and blues.
Silver badge on sliver skin
but no silver lining
to pin.
I grab something green
maybe this will help.
but it is invisible
to everyone else.
No one wanted to wear it
"the color does not suit me".
So I stopped.
Breathed in
and swallowed to much
and drowned.
As I sink I feel the weight of my grief
and so I closed my eyes.
Hannibal greets me in the dark
forces me awake.
I struggle and reach
for the fading thread of light
and the promise of a new day.

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