Just words...

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It was busy,
the sea
that night.
And I
was just
floating
in my usual
passive
stride.
A
riptide
pulling
me
along.
We passed
innocently
as was
the process.
Magnetic -
the pull,
it
struck me.
Undeniable,
without
time
for
consciousness.
I wanted
to
envelope you
in my
arms.
Give you your
kiss
goodbye,
advance
to
even
saying
Hello.





hangover




torn
each day
i struggle
up at times
then plunging
intoxicated
with upset
and
skepticism
i lie here
as the room
spins
each day waking
thinking
knowing
that
i have a plan.




drummer




stoical
as always
i attended
not expecting
novelty
or
exaltation

now
i just
cant
deny
the energy
that
YOU
left
stamped
in my
cognizance