As the days and the nights continue to pile on
and pile up
The heaviness keep weighing down
my eyelids
my shoulders
and down to the bottom of my feet
In that order
and level of severity
Although the ebb and flow of life grows
Into a symphony of randomly
Converging weights
The heaviness still
Reminds me of the heaveness to come
Later
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Author:
Luke Bensing (
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Comments1
A most interesting write from the present to the past back to the future. Quite a series of jumps. Nice
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