Pining and Whining

31 05 2008

Spinning my wheels but never propelled

Bad thoughts once absorbed cannot be expelled

Why can’t they see anything but themselves?

The noblest virtue has too long been shelved.

My insides are wrenched whenever laughter

With its jeering tone jars me right after

The pain became dull; what part of matter

Can surpass the former for the latter?

– – –

Song of right now: So long, Astoria.

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