I am a thought that never sleeps
I am the image in a recurring dream
I am emotional torpor manifest
I am the idea with which I’m obsessed
I am the drug that they employ
that rewires my brain so I feel joy
I am the criminal whose time has donned
Serving his sentence of lexicon
I am the politician who suffers slander
A wordsmith with no anvil and a heavy hammer
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