lone person persuades
one sided story has a
simple conclusion
...
tango, music stops
sweetie where are you going
band is on smoke break
...
oh no brain runs dry!
for the untapped potential
dig a well to dreams
...
fly buzzes around
sorry bud, got no advice
keep flying, I guess
...
no wonder I can't
sleep, if art is from dreams, then
I should be writing
...
closed is a woeful
word, with wisps of bogs and marshes
and wailing banshees
...
if you are blinded
then I am blinded too, and
so too are we all
...
through buttoned eyelids
we peek at truth eternal
may our minds be nude
...
if the clock is tock
ticks like a knock with a brick
likely be sick, grok?
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