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a collection of thoughts (2)

January 14th, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #310 for Anonymous

 

Today
slept with my certain tension
to understand why young people stress
and older don’t give a shit

I appreciate proving myself
to be perfect about something I am not

found myself home again

next challenge
spiritual physical revolts pulled in one direction
that life
the energy
disconnecting the physical

I set the standard
fully lived
friends
bed
traveling
instantly manifested

omens
reading them now
hearing
right now
keep on going

chip jibberish
there is a point
create
all day any way

 

 
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(choice pickings from a free-write)

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