Relax a Tive
i admit
i can't
seem
to sit
still
but
i'll
still
try
to
wry
T
this
tonight i can't
find sleep
nasally not
sinus con
gestion but
brain con
stipation
as stupid as
that may seem
but beginnings of
too many poems
without endings
within me are filled
not necessarily
because of my
recent dietary
only drinking
beer and eat
ing cheese
that has
stopped
me up
i just
babble
yes i do
just babble
like a brook
or a stream
or a broken
record that
skips and
repeats
repeats
repeats
scratch that
i'm not a
broken
record
flip me
to my
b side
and
you'll see
or at least
hear that
i'm here
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