My mind lays empty
- What void, what null
An empty hull
Cracked shell
Heart's prelude to tears starting in a swell
My mind lays full
Like a brimful ashtray
Awaiting the day that I
Throw the garbage away
My mind lays still
Making solemn the body
Spent; to it's fill of every glory and thrill
Reluctantly I observe and clean
Every spill
My mind lays glowing
In love, furiously growing
In ecstasy it broils and broils
But under the sun
It never spoils
My love
My mind lays racing
And running for fun
My mind lays pacing
Gives the nights a sun
My mind is furious -
A whirlwind, a hurricane
My mind's a tiger
Without aim to tame
My mind is illustrious
My mind is a charm
In it's mindful grip
I laugh unarmed
Now my mind is weary
Now my thought's are glum
How I envy the days
Spent with loved ones
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
My mind lays empty
- What void, what null
An empty hull
Cracked shell
Heart's prelude to tears starting in a swell
My mind lays full
Like a brimful ashtray
Awaiting the day that I
Throw the garbage away
My mind lays still
Making solemn the body
Spent; to it's fill of every glory and thrill
Reluctantly I observe and clean
Every spill
My mind lays glowing
In love, furiously growing
In ecstasy it broils and broils
But under the sun
It never spoils
My love
My mind lays racing
And running for fun
My mind lays pacing
Gives the nights a sun
My mind is furious -
A whirlwind, a hurricane
My mind's a tiger
Without aim to tame
My mind is illustrious
My mind is a charm
In it's mindful grip
I laugh unarmed
Now my mind is weary
Now my thought's are glum
How I envy the days
Spent with loved ones
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