Tonight is sporadic
A mindful fanatic
who loves to get caught up inside of my mind.
All energy surges
the idea converges
Pacing and racing random bits on rewind.
My brain at it's peak
let my willingness speak.
Darkness creeps on
the floodgates still open
Bottled up passion
all the thoughts left unspoken.
Hasty control over calculated plans
brimming with symbols for all that she stand.
The tighter the grip the looser the hold
before it's all there, the end is foretold.
Slipping and sliding; crash burn
to the end
Fatigue-means relentless excursions
they'll send
No map, no location
no end destination
Not lost, but no way to know
what's real, and what's just a show.
Privacy, a destructive illusion.
Get out of my head, it's the utmost intrusion.
No will, no choice, no way to fight
just give in, endure, succumb to the night.
Awake, and weep.
Mourn restless sleep.
Shake off the day's embodied husk.
Awaiting the next
electric dusk
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