a Quickie

A Quickie of poetry from a lover of verse
Even tired old eyes like mine need a rest
From making love to your rhythms and rhymes
And absorbing the sensations from your inspirations

Months of getting high on the beat of passionate souls
Has filled my heart with empty unrequited holes
Overload has set in over my aging electrical grid
A tunneling upgrade is required or my train will derail

Rusty bridges in need of repair nearing collapse
Warnings at crossings fail to drop and stop traffic
Collisions are imminent if my engine isn't shut down
While my passengers impatiently desire my love

Persistent high speed reading has rattled my tracks
My foundation is developing dangerous cracks
The conflict between addiction to sensual verse
And craving deep sleep is a nightmarish curse
Written by Poetryman
Modified 9th January 2018
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