Inescapably Sound

Inescapably Sound

A Poem by TimJackson
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I'm not sure what this is but, it's here now.

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I'm lost in my thoughts. They are jumbled and unclear. There is no through line. There is no purpose. Like a rubix cube from hell. With no solution in sight. Clarity is my desire but, my desire is void. Help me escape. Help me unload. Help me.

© 2013 TimJackson


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Added on December 9, 2013
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TimJackson
TimJackson

Lubbock, TX



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