63 POEMS – Watchers of the MIND

 

While observing the mind’s workings

In the midst of my deepest dread

Then watching the dramas unfold

On the screen inside my head

Vacuumed to the darkest place

It would be less painful to be dead

I stepped from pain to passion

And wrote this book instead.

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