almost words
eddy in the murked
corners of my mind
they lack
clarity
and purpose
they lack
need
and wanting
they lie
fooled by the worth they
think they should have
and so.... dissapate having
never been
formed into words....
never having been
more than the
grunts and groans
of an overtired....mind
fecund in potential...yet
barren in time.
almost...words
gone upon the tidal surge
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
almost words
eddy in the murked
corners of my mind
they lack
clarity
and purpose
they lack
need
and wanting
they lie
fooled by the worth they
think they should have
and so.... dissapate having
never been
formed into words....
never having been
more than the
grunts and groans
of an overtired....mind
fecund in potential...yet
barren in time.
almost...words
gone upon the tidal surge
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