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Wednesday, February 8, 2017


Forces and currents,
Of turmoil and storm,
Streams of anger,
Ages of wrath

Isolate me in the center,
Centered in my heart,
The calmness flows
Flows slower than the rapids
Rapids that want me breathing

But just barely, so barely 
I'm almost dead, dead to 
The world around, yet 
Alive in the cruelest sense

Sense the shifts from side 
To side, that shift my mind
From the focus of life
Focusing my thoughts,
Through torture that's nice,
 On immaterial garbage

Garbage that floats in the rapids
Rapids that want me dead,
Death by river,
Current or stream
Rapids shift,
Rapids in my dreams

-Poem Fanatic 

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