Trying to gather up your senses,
to make the faint memory better.
render the logical to illogical,
winds up totally bitter to the last taste.
shattered thoughts of mirror expressions;
with a long lasting impression,
dulls your wits about,
intoxicates your blood clot!
purely leaves you questioning,
is this the right kind of reasoning?
like a distant faint total recall,
you wind up with the struggling toll,
The unreal fascade of recollection.
Copyright © Donn Ronquillo | Year Posted 2013