Many unrelenting stimuli
prove a worthy adversary to a feeble core
which is why I adore moments like this
of overtired, blissful simplicity
This place is nicer
as my eyelids droop
and warmly coat these ocular gateways
comparable to the temperature
but not the texture
of freshly-burnt toast
and a thin film of fatigue
blurs my vision, but merely in a minor nuisance kind of way...
but for reasons I cannot articulate
this dopey grin remains pasted on this wearily clean-shaven dome
I want to resolve every one of my shortcomings
and every one of my strained relationships
in the serene headspace
surrounding this umpteenth hour of awakedness
every song is an anthem and a triumph
every idea is a masterpiece
yes
this place is nicer
than the pointless tension
caused by the meaningless drivel driven
by other doers
conducting my grand scheme of things
constantly torquing my insides
only aided by another addictive pill
for the low, low cost of your spirit!
yea
this place is nicer
"pointless drivel"
Just re-read this poem and found gems aplenty. To sleep, perchance...each day brings its unique forms of nonsense and irritations - Lay me down and it will be nicer here assuredly - a fan :D
thank you again as always :)
thank you again as always :)
Just Emoted Nouns
There is a treasury of fine lines in this poem. I am glad you were here for me to run into this afternoon. A fine read this. - Stella
I'm glad you stopped by to
I'm glad you stopped by to say hello :) thank you as always, take care