Garbage Post: Empty Bottom Dresser Drawer

Up at night dreaming, hoping I’ll have dreams

Garbage, floating in mental streams

Litter, clouding all runways

What island, is home to the daily circle maze

If I could explain it feels like a road trip without a return destination, a constant itching in the mind highly unpleasant sensation, rpm up in a neutral situation, unclear as to what I’m facing, pacing with sensitive feet upon varied temperature pavement, typed paper without any anchored statements

I don’t know

So the hours I should be resting run fast but the neighborhood is slow leaving me sleeping during half the day one after another domino

Empty.

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