Every negative moment
a drop in the bucket
a rock on its way
the drop assisted just
by the weight of it
Not heavy the hands
not heavy eyes
not heavy the heart
but the full weight
of all inside
The award you gave
rests upon my shoulders
when my head is turned
eyes seeking behind me
ever slightly
Cynicism such a regretful
creature grows from
your eyes while the rest
you hide from myself
and yourself, truly
starting to wonder..
Ponder, ponder, want
and wander.
Follow me.
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