Monday, April 12, 2010


There were times when such clear thinking
gave way to calamity
gave way to chaos
gave way to thoughts gone awry
in the dry season in the wet season
in the dont mess with my mind season
synapses don't give up
dont leave me alone
to gather the dry grasses
to start the fire
that would be begin my descent
all over again

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