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Oct 2018
And so it begins, again
stagnant and inert

Words that slip in listless
meaningless, covert

I can't grasp the consequence
lines that just won't fit

Trying out a story
rhymes that will not knit

Apogee ascendant
no orbit to attain

Falling now descendant
my thoughts go
down
the
drain

And yet somehow they manage too
lodge
within
my
brain
Hmmmm, **** it! ;D

Sometimes easy
sometimes not
might be empty
but it's all
I've got
Temporal Fugue
Written by
Temporal Fugue  57/M/Georgetown Tx
(57/M/Georgetown Tx)   
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