Absent Minded

nothing

what should i do with this lunacy
deep thoughts
needing a place to rest
sullen dreams
needing a place to be realized
where do they go
all these unfinished masterpieces of nothingness
how do you put consequence out of its misery

where does the train get off
and how long must i wait for the ride to be over
it has been a long day
and this day has come and left a mark
i will not forget the hands
that clawed their way to the center of my attention
forgive them not
see them punished
drown their good intentions
and wish upon them a downpour of ill fortune

over and over and over again
the cycles change


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