ADDICTIVE OBLIVION

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a thorn ridden thought just twice crossed over my

broad sided brain

bruising my tender sides with its poker like inflicting

pain

residue from orchards of conflict

contract my rigid resistance only to then again

constrict

and my sanity gets challenged as the emotions get tackled

and tricked

creative thought scatters like dust as each mental

channel gets momentarily flicked

the old motor is still in good working order but

idling slow

so off this predictable page and into

'Addictive Oblivion' I quietly go............

( written June 20, 1992 am)

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