withered and worn


All we yearn

has become unwound

go! chase the ball of string

wind up your mind

figure out the source

as if understanding

the world was possible

when you cannot even

grip yourself. The solvent,

your chemicals

poured out to empty cups

crowds hoarding your love

given freely

while my patience endured

your drinking sand;

time slips through

and your all used up.

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