Darkening of the light(Carpe's therapy sessions)

  
The coffee cold undrunk
Cigarette still awaiting flame    
   
Thinking least not chain smoking as much and less caffeine..  
   
Outside    
sun's warmth  
just a distraction    
head in hands  
resting on legs(heavy)  
dreads moving about    
dancing in the gentle breeze  
   
Concrete Blonde plays (are you there, are you there)  
   
I don't know...    
perhaps the ant does, about its day with purpose    
I feel (days and days.... Into daze)  
failing amongst all this debris  
that was......    
now is....    
   
Holding on by finger nails    
clouds circling  
sharks out for blood    
Close my eyes......    
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Think ill let go  
   
It's dark out tonight