Sweet release
granted to me.

Ah, the glory.
The bittersweet,
the buttery, the savory.
The shallow pools
of syrupy glee.

Ahhh.
There he is.
The ******* me.

Over and over
again and again
for all of eternity.

Take a trudge through
the mud pit
where my mind used to be.

Track little pieces
of the old me.

Knee deep in thought
about absolutely
nothing.

A swamp of uncertainty.