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Sep 2010
Runrunrun all day long
the blood pumps and heart jumps
Thumpthump
Nonstop this goes
for hours at a time
fueled by coffee and shmigs
seemingly everlasting is
this high, I wish.
While it rolls, I'll pay
the toll through loss.
Time, things, sleep.
I come out exhasuted
missing precious gifts
from loved ones long ago,
a list of work days unending,
bloodshot drooping dog eyes.
I take the pills and crash,
momentarily,
yet find myself awake
soon thereafter,
wondering where'd it
all come from,
and why'd it go
there?
B Woods
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