it’s harder at times
to recognize the difference
between right and wrong
pushed to the limits
of what is accepted
there is much to know
as the night wears on
there is a pain in the head
sounds amplified
eyes squint
sipping a drink
and dragging at my addiction
lying behind me
maybe someday losing
it somewhere
under the fallen leaves
of yesterday there is a thought
I buried there fooled again
by the true cloud break up
to reveal the sun is shining
the mind only described
today as a mælström of thought
circling upward and out
with nowhere to go
again too fast
exploding onto these pages
nothing gained
but also nothing lost as well
the night wears on
nothing concluded…
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