a mind howls
as it blows by
wind-like and all,
leaving chills
running up and down
the spine like
hidden creatures
playing inside my
abandoned thoughts;
pain creeps in and
about the joints
delicately replacing
numbness and the
ever present tingling;
time warns through
pain and anticipated
relief is never found
in an antiquated city
of desire that lurks
within the hidden
valleys of staying alive
and the mountains
of pain's desires.
28Jun16
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