Brain Drain

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That point in the night


when you want to say something


right but you’re too tired.



A haiku’s too hard


when your brain’s got no more cards


to play but madness.



A frigid, simple


rhyme will take no more time than


deadened syllables.


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Published on September 17, 2014 00:32
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