Forever Psychosis

"Life has its immortals from an experimental lab to cues to a petri dish for mice, to stem cells of an embryo that were slice in life, still forever the weather but twice. Life has its totipotency that had differentiated, to a cancerous teratoma but in time still sad from mad. From SCIDS to no immune system, to me, to limb buds that were bad, to an ear grown on my back that was prime and still pad. Forever was the disease like the spiders and then the fleas that destroyed my mind and that notepad in me. But my wish was the freedom, the dreams, the summers, the colder winter's victims, and to be released from the chains of my mind and my brain, and still forever wishing all those dreams to become and still those Rosses and xylems were forever welcome."