Stream Of Consciousness

It’s February Fifth,

I wouldn’t mind drinking a fifth.

Downing shots, smoking J’s,

Be in the position to say what’s on my mind

When the time’s right,

In that gap of conversation —

All over the nation people are yearning for

a purpose.

It almost seems like the shoe is always on the other foot.

We are all tripping,

slipping,

dipping into the finest substance that makes us

feel in-vin-ci-ble.

Because for that moment we are whole.

That feeling is temporary in that flash of time when thoughts collide and

BAM!!

You are plain again.

You are the rain again,

falling. In different directions.

With drops representing the vastness of everything we could be.

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