Somatic Mania

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Inner Critic is sly
Inner Critic sharpens my False Self
My intuitive cognitive dissonance
Radically accepts Inner Critic’s sensibility

Do you follow?

Inner Critic
suffocates hot air balloons
dismantles Maslow
strips my Id and Superego

Inner Critic designs warm blankets
I like to cuddle with paranoia and fear
I’ve been reduced to the animal level

Do you feel me?

Frankincense
Legs Up the Wall
Get Well Soon Cards

Will I ever be enough?

Enslave me, Inner Critic
I’ll manifest my True Self

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Poet, Self-Awareness Theory | San Francisco State University Graduate | Dual Diagnosed Survivor | recht.danny1@gmail.com

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Danny Recht

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Poet, Self-Awareness Theory | San Francisco State University Graduate | Dual Diagnosed Survivor | recht.danny1@gmail.com

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