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Saturday, December 3, 2011

UNTITLED

Knotted thoughts
Tangled,
Struggling for release.
Rising, falling like thermals
Air pushing battling bingo balls
Who will win?
Thoughts unsnarled,
Writhing, rushing, raging to the rim,
To the brink of the frontal lobe.
Pick a number from the globe.
Lucky seven!
That’s mine you calling.
Finally,
Now it’s me that’s balling.
Wake up, wake up!
Dreams dim as dusk dawns
Go wash the crud from your eyes!
Thoughts to action
Now fully unraveled
Awakened
Realized

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