three nights I
hang my head,
last two nights
it rained,
I can't keep my
eyes open,
plot holes
left dangling, unable
to answer questions
I drift,
head heavy, mind
wanders,
I am walking through dreams.
there are no places
I recognize,
yet I remember each
and every one,
it is not raining here,
it is all foggy
like the light in my eyes,
erased by morning,
I drag my feet
for the next 12 hours
until the next night
repeats.
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