whatever

my mind is racing
but
there is no cohesion
to the thoughts
like a lightning round
of idiocy and insecurities
bouncing from disparate
to desperate
and all points between
salivate
retaliate
procrastination
salvation
a fine line
from confusion
to disillusion
with a healthy dose
of defenestration
seven happy heartaches
eight offending offers
nine and ten
begin again
to find a lifetime of purpose
then black
faded
jaded
and constantly berated
from pauper to king
to naught
but degraded
aspirin
does not work anymore
so tired
of being
inspired

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