Inspira….

Acetone like

Inspiration dies a quick death

A sharp spike

Of passion, dies a sudden death

 

Gaping and stupid

Addict like, grabbing, fingers outreached

On the brinks of lucid

Vision blurred and streaked

 

Moment has passed

A giant city’s train rush, kind of passed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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