Today
Yes, today
Today of all days
words fail
I drag my mind
down the factory line
Assembling detritus of soul
filling alliterative consumerative holes
Divining not whining
my words not un-rhyming
So mechanically doing
hands unthinkingly spewing
Blindly inscribing the scroll
As my spirit, and heart
turn to
coal
Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 8:37 AM UTC
Today
Yes, today
Today of all days
words fail
I drag my mind
down the factory line
Assembling detritus of soul
filling alliterative consumerative holes
Divining not whining
my words not un-rhyming
So mechanically doing
hands unthinkingly spewing
Blindly inscribing the scroll
As my spirit, and heart
turn to
coal
I sometimes wonder how something got done, esp when my mind drifts, it's like somebody else, did my job, or wrote my words. :|
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