I return

Buried in your hiatus

Halfway through the week

I find an odd enjoyment

A little bit of peace

 

Light off

Right on

Mind over

Nothing

 

I waste

And sin

I break

By morning

 

Water way I begun

Barreled up in a cherry fingered sun

Out and further till I disappear

You placate me with your fears

 

So I retire

And I return

To you

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