haze

scarping by on just the minimum, stuck forever continue ’em,

at the bottom in the sandy haze, confused, not sure which way is up and out,

I have spent enough time in the think tank, coming up for air,

my mind is now a scattered mess, I need some time to distress,

clean up, and stretch, drunk now, find my way out?I don’t know how.

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