Erratic ClutterA normal vibe in the room tonight, Making progress with the inertia I fight, Talk it out, keep writing some words, Eventually I’ll make it through the absurd, Could I describe certain meaning like that? It must be where my perspective is at, At some point I have to let go, Hopefully new things will show, Cleaning out forms of erratic clutter, Streams, sewers, rivers, & gutters, Sort this out to find a means to relax, Belief in myself & sticking to the facts, Conclusion arrives, yet I’m not done, When will this end, to again see the sun? |
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