Perplexity
my eyes are open,
they’re keeping score of the backlash
from this habit.
the tide of my captivation rolls in with the smoke,
yet lately not even the moon can pull it away.
hazy thoughts
keep me occupied.
let’s be straight-
stand up and speak your mind.
i turned those thoughts into
your entertainment,
is that bad? you tell me.
lay down awhile
leave your inhibitions by the side of the bed,
like slippers you can take them when you go.
it’s only a matter of time,
isn’t it?
Copyright © Randi Strandberg | Year Posted 2013
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