of the sun nor does a glass door when
both face the east side of the mind and
eyes behind the lashes see the end of
the day before the beginning arrives...
we think... we wonder... we conceive
ideas to replace the old ones but forget
to post them on our blogs as others want
comments to be made of our thoughts...
sheet cover the beds that live in the rooms
of our minds that requires rest after a few
days of constant actions... we turn and
bend over not caring who stands behind or
why they are there there is no incarceration
and if there were, we'd be out on bail, trying
to figure out how to pay back the loan...
16 December 2022
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