POEMS

Thoughts of Thinking

Scatter images clutter my mind. Are they thoughts or dreams and are they mine? Perhaps we share them, but you don’t mind. Take your steps slowly and be watchful of the mines. I can no longer stand the times. So I just retreat and take refuge, in someone else’s mind. No emotions, no memories, none of it is truely mine.

This is me hiding from my own decline.

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