Outside My Stale Mind

A weed stuck in my mind

Allows me to think,

About your openness



I feel your tiredness

As your eyes set upon me,

For the 12th time



This lethargy creates

A new dimension,

Outside my stale mind



My stale mind demands

Yet another journey,

Another party.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sometimes i feel like i am beating a dead horse...

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