the fan blades swirl
down coolness,
hand between legs
outside pitch darkness
to start the day;
mean cats
attack each other,
I just observe
drinking coffee
writing down words
concerning life's pleasures
that allude me;
memories fade silent
an empty mind
with no door to close,
shattered beliefs lay on the
ground in the daily dust
of too much too soon;
ceiling lights illuminate
and what I don't see clearly,
I don't see at all and
life seems to be this
way for a reason that
is alluding me...
11Jul16
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