Tuesday 12 January 2010

Ease out.

There will be no peace will there?
No rest for me.
Amidst the gaming of the day
Results remain,
But have no effect upon my outcome.
The frame resists
As pictures change within,
But still convey
An image’s consistent message;
Sometimes left,
And sometimes right, but always
Up above the
Point of most resistance, where
Sleep pursues
Unloved, unused to fools like me.

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