It matters where my thoughts go,

I just can’t seem to remember anything.

and really I ask you,

what makes any of this important.

Is the caressing the edge of sanity?

perhaps just a fantasy on a crisp

autumn day.

This is where my mojo says good bye,

steps away only to see if I can

handle things alone

be a model,

live a life like a neighbor,

the American way.

This little bit of dialogue,

has gone well beyond my

state of mind.

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