no clarity no title

by reverb

Posted to Poetry on 2003-07-25 01:05:00

all that lives and breathes
behind the eyes and foolish dreams
marinating my bones
and emptying me of any honest pleasure
is the joy of madness and sorrow

like a fallen branch into a violent current
i’m without control
moving farther and farther
away from the whole
chasing lost time
and moments never to come
raping innocence
with every thought of you …

the mind has long gone











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