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Empty beer bottles begin

                              to pile up

                    in the deep recesses

                         of my mind

Amyls and nitrous fill me with

                  a sense

            of detachment

it all seems rather useless

as my attempts to go beyond

             begin to go beyond

         my original goals

I guess the limits remain—

                          stop signs

         posted along the road

  designed to signify limitations

but I go forward anyway

I am married to a journey

             that can not be stopped

now I must continue the trek

                       in spite of

                    the piling debris