Great Ideas (Forget which date this one was written) My mind is like a well I sit by its stone side. Sometimes I look into the dark. How deep is it? Given the time I'll pull up the bucket Overflowing with memories Great ideas Appointments. I don't know why I wait so long to drink. I'm busy I guess. Most of it evaporates into messy clouds. I forget. I'm only left with a few drops To quench my thirst.
Poem Written April 13th There's a way to sleep without wandering To breathe with eyes closed and calm There's a way not to worry Through your dreams at night But it's not known to me Because I only sleep When I'm not thinking And it takes kind of long to wind down My brain. We'll lie together awake instead. And listen to the rain Hitting our window.
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