by April 14, 2021 0 comments

I play random songs
on my phone,
ran dumb songs

with no connection
to each other,
only connect shun

memories that collide
like heated molecules,
call lied in me and to me

until I cannot tell
what is truth and
what is not, can knot unknot

the difference between joy
and depression,
the deep press shunning

all efforts to understand,
all F forts under attack
with no relief on the way,

no releafing of trees
that have died
but left their roots

while I lie in bed dead
to all but random songs.

editors note:

Open your F forts to ran dumb incursions. – mh clay

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