Blogathon: March 14, 2017: Joints of the mind
Wildly beats the heart
I can hear it afar, wonder what the hurry is, where it wants to run off
Wildly scan my eyes
I ask them, "What do you search"
Silence on my ears is my answer for their quest, I realize
Disjointed parts, parts of me, the whole me, looking quizzically at the
disjointed me, wondering when did I come undone?
I can hear it afar, wonder what the hurry is, where it wants to run off
Wildly scan my eyes
I ask them, "What do you search"
Silence on my ears is my answer for their quest, I realize
Disjointed parts, parts of me, the whole me, looking quizzically at the
disjointed me, wondering when did I come undone?
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