cold blooded summer

currently starting out like a race horse
out of the gate picking up steam
letting the pace really get going
do not let that brain infection wake up
branded by a past that was not mine
lean into the changes like you are hard headed
over the top is how you live because it is how you think
operating on too little caffiene
don’t know how to find the amount of time i need
every morning seems the start of a marathon
deny the urge to do things which are misleading
some of the grey in the sky spread to inside me
unless i get a change i am not liking the
maddening direction each day keeps going
making questionable choices are people all around yet
every time you touch me i can recharge
right now i need to give you a thousand kisses
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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