DAYS COLLIDE LIKE OIL TRAIN
SPILL/DERAILMENTS
Gridlock every emotional moment
Walk in to a room/forget..
Pick up an object/carry it...
Gaps and synapses...
Whole days pass by like elephants
Bird of a single moment stares
Feathers falling from the skies
fill my pillows of day
dreaming
Lost between the munching
memories
and my mulching
momentaries..
I KNOW eye have forgotten
something..
Ah!YES!-it was to
say-STAY!
These days may be as fast as
police bullets
Warzones may bomb more aid
convoys
Politicians may seem entirely
unsatisfactory
Waves will keep on coming
in
Time to learn to surf again..
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