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By: Dreadlox33~


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I awoke in the darkness again
When my insomnia wreaked havoc on me
Like a shorted out
Trash compactor.
The floor was cold
And the city was
Un enforcibly quiet.
I suppose I was stressing
Over work when those
Cowards I was stressing over
Were still sleeping comfortably.
I looked down at that thumb nail
That I had been taking out
Life’s aggressions on
And it looked back at me
As if to question
My reasoning when the
Other nine looked pretty good.
~
I thought here I am
Thinking of all this
Minutia of life
And yet you are contemplating
Minute by minute
The finality of your mortality
…and maybe not worrying at all.
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~ ….ian
~ 3-30-14