Upstairs
A vehicle
Or machine
Wonder
Ruminate on that for a spell
Thoughts
Cross the minds eye
Again
Machine or vehicle
The writer
Forgoes consequence
Pauses for weeks
Wonders
Time lost
As they each took from me
One manic
The other void of self love
The elder
Spoke of the uselessness of pills
Severed the chord given to his daughter
Landscaped eyes of regret bore down on me
My love feeling utility in her stomach line
Missteps with each reality
Concrete in her denial
Waking with a untidy mind
Lost horizons for each
Trees of the circus
Walking the wire hand in hand
Tip toeing the treatment ahead
Excuse
To blend their clouds
Into my mental machinery
Move the gears forward
Lazy
Such transference from others
Hard work
Capture it all again
Machine or vehicle
What am I
Time to use
The scripture above
Inches
Mere inches
Over my eyebrows
Vehicle and machine
Verse to verse
Use the attic
All in
Cheers to a powerful mind.
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