nOn-PLuS-uLTra

stabbed from within

sharp blade elongates, tearing thru the tissues ’til it breaks skin.

stream of split memories-

lines of dialogue permeate, bouncing off the surfaces in my head.

lost from within, gone vacant

piercing noises, strips of music unite and separate me from sane.

and you shove your power and i feel it and it wears me out.

and you have your ways and i let you while I find other ways.

non-plus-ultra

 

 

you are the Alpha, the extreme, my ULtrA– for better and worse.

we are uneven, unequal, of different fluctuating beauty and worth

I am the end and you must reckon, I am NoN-pLUs-ULtrA- not your scapegoat.

 

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