after all is said but
nothing is done after
all the dread and
the wake ups of no
fun, current plans lead to a burst
of tears drying up by the
fan, being the first to feel these
feels how could one understand? maybe
it was severe, maybe it was just
bland thoughts -******* with a band- getting swirled by a
blender on  x6 speed, not so
smart when you find your kitchen dripping
of what should've remained in a
jar, how FAR? have you been
mistaken by the door left
ajar, not for the past to be sent in, it
was just a mindless trick to see if
mindless thoughts remain seen even when
blind to all the mud, it brings in like
a flood...BACK TO incomplete silence (some Chopin), but the pin
just dropped, from free fall once upon
a sudden abrupt, when the pan knew exactly when not
to stop from burning on after my
hand found itself on the heating
spot---find me, find me not merged with the
spotless floor to the
DOT

                                                        ­                                   ------ravenfeels