imperfect ability

introspection and the last way home
maybe come around once a day
processing each occasion like a new medication
enter the book of my past so very slowly
riding these writings like a truck on parade
from now on i should give up before i try
empty would not be a good way to descibe my life
cats in a maze would be a good metaphor
training myself to see my current existence
all through the lens of my personal history
because otherwise its like a bad doctor visit
incredible patience and understanding
lets me appreciate exactly where i am lucky to be
if there is one thing i am happy about it is you
this is one thing i know to be true
you know it too
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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