inspired by words
and the mind turn
the eyes inward spin
backwards remember all
the enemies
left in the past
passed right on by
still occasionally
walk by the thoughts
in the long mind hallways
what's the rest of the world
doing forgot to check in
before I checked out
for the night buried
head in books
then pillows
who the hell is putting all these
thoughts here and do they
arrive while sleeping
then I spend the day
trying to unravel
the thoughts only to come upon
the same chore again tomorrow
good thing I am
inspired by words...
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