Toxic State
Toxic State - Survival
My brain strains to know a challenge-
A mystery to solve, a frontier to cross,
An equation to untangle...ANY ambition to
Know any purpose of any being..
But my aged body cannot follow... its demands
For food and rest and doctoring are a brain's fulltime
occupation...no time for slack or serious play.
Alive.. still alive..the brain fights for its own
survival first of all
12/09/2016
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