From abstinence I take my
Leave
Degree was shak'd and shak'd
Again
Continued state of lethargy
That came full stop
Just now -
Not to think of sliver linings
Roses on a smoothed path -
Not to see the cold sun shining
Buried deep my troubles past -
With strength renewed
Climatic pulse
Eyes that opened
Aged and fresh -
Life blood pumping/raging inside
Eyes have opened & staring wide
This cyclus so familiar now
Internal season change -
I've come from winterland
Into
Revigourating Spring again
This commonplace holds true for me
So oh so boringly true that
I almost feel obliged to ask
Foregiveness if it wasn't for the
Fact that I haven't got the
Slightest inclination to whom I
Should address my so sincere
Apology
I could invoke Apollo and
The muses nine on mountain top
And offer them my humble self
I steered away from poetry
And feel repentant about that
And maybe only that -
I'll search some more in my
Cleaned up
Room
And will let you know all that I
Stumble across ----