POEM: Postictal

Postictal

Why call me, aura?

There is no God,

as your entirety

calls me

as if it is—

and my delirium

my joy are lifting

and rising, and lifting —

Adoration

Adulation.

Adoration.

Adulation.

Marni Fraser

Feb 23 2026

7:48pm

Ventricles | Cerebrum

Marni Fraser, 2026

Canon R