DriftingA Poem by Jon RoggieThis is an experiment in form, but hope it still connects with anyone who has dealt with this situation.
My eyes awaken.
The sunlight fills the room. Sorry, what was I saying? Oh, I'm sorry, You we're talking about .... Wait. What is this! Got to pull it together! Don't mind me, I must still be tired. I thought I knew you! Is this real? Maybe it would be better if you came back later? Why can't I remember your name? I'm sorry, I seem to be drifting. © 2012 Jon RoggieReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 16, 2012 Last Updated on August 16, 2012 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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