Split Idea – 13th August 2021

The birth of morning,
— begin it all over again
The pen on paper,
— pondering what it means

—— The curse of ideas,
——– coursing through my head
—— The blessing of words,
——– buzzing about my brain
—— The lack of time,
——– lurching ever onward
—— The thread of images,
——– turning me more insane

The death of days,
— dying sunlight fades
The soothing sleep,
— succumbing now to dreams

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