Been up all night long
Staring at nothing for far too long
It’s nearly seven AM, what a gem it might be to see the sunrise..
That’s not really what I’m thinking of
Surfacing coherency would be lovely.
If I could crack a whip on my thoughts
And not let their forward motion quit
Then surely I could never not
Be sitting here writing this old shit,
But here I am again, it seems-
Thoughts consumed by mindless dreams
Which could never not, not be, never not, not be
Gone?
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