The light bulb at the end of the tunnelA Poem by SleeplessVolcano"I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies but not the madness of people". Isaac NewtonI am sinking at the speed of light Into a black hole Without putting up a fight Since I probably wont sleep a wink I wonder what to say to my shrink Tomorrow - Probably confess my affair with sorrow. I ponder How many shrinks Would be required To turn in a light bulb - None, I believe, Since keeping me, And other crazies In the dark, longer, Would surely make their Business stronger. © 2015 SleeplessVolcanoAuthor's Note
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