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PAUSE IN THE EVENING
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SOME FOOL ON A HIGH HORSE
A pause in the evening. Time slows itself down to a crawl. Passion boils over in my blood, I feel the urge to rush out into the madness of night. There’s a day of pensive reflection. Science and society have betrayed me, Stray cats pranced into dashing fears of life. I am hustled by card sharks while my eyes gasped for relief from smoke filled room.
Cigars are lit
burning down relentlessly
I can’t stand the smokescreen
