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My Thoughts as They Trickle and They
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February 2016 My Thoughts as They Trickle and They
Transude.
What, deep....... engrained, memory.
Causes, my eye to weep, disturb..... My dreams, drown me, ....in my sleep ?
What jingoistic term, can you name?
Apart from, the maddening ones, bordering on..... the insane!
My mirror tells no lies.....
Then again, I ask it,...... no questions .
I've forgotten, now, why I awoke.
Back to darkness and perhaps ......
to sleep.
Until that sadness, once again, from my eyes...
Begins to
Seep....
Giajl © Jim Love
