repetitionA Poem by Davidgeo. not a good poem, I really just wanted to use the phrase "mental desertification". i'll try harder next time .repetition's weigh over time
as the struggle's mount large and small maybe death and destruction usually balding and belt sizes still one becomes, extremely disaffected numb to causation, regardless over time, all things mount all things will succumb to something to a mental desertification if their "lucky" if they age "proper" to qualify
for the ruining, the great forgetting the old body and bed wetting's as the old memories turn to bone collections
turn to dust from past times times tied to fading emotions breaking
dissolving, waiting to finish to be cleaned to be ended without funeral senile and wandering
until completely forgotten dead and dissolved another repetition in repetition with the next one so, i'd rather die young dissolved into aether than long lived and very senile all alone in a desert waiting to fade empty and forgetful )I'm pretty high this morning. f**k you dad © 2017 DavidgeoFeatured Review
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