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A Watery Reflection

Narcissistic, solipsistic words.

But the turds

Run freely as they gallop

Over the page.

I am lost in mindless temperament,

But is was not meant

To be this way.

I don’t feel sorry for myself,

But I must stop drinking

If only for my health;

My brain intact

I forget what dictated my past.

We are products of lost memories.

Can I unfold the distance?

Extract the truth, your disguise

Beguiles me,

And brings me to a child like state of wonder.

I plunder the depths of my imagination

But stagnation leaves me

With total degradation.

This will not pass easy

Surely please me with a reply.

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