Wednesday, April 15, 2009


Through the confines of my mind

Course wispy trails of time

Blindly searching out mankind

Sorting out what's left behind

And what is left to win

Set out looking for someone refined

Someone who'd respond in kind

Someone whose values already been assigned

Someone who'd be disinclined

To offer up his soul

On my way I got in a bind

It was a fix, I was entwined

A problem with a solution I could not find

Sure it really was a grind

Looking for minutiae

But what I got was not aligned

And all I found was not resigned

All of a sudden I was unconfined

I could finally unwind

And offer up my soul


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