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Existence was a puzzle
Existence was a puzzle
I knew I could not solve.
And so I wrote until no more
Could I keep my resolve.
A mattress fell beneath me,
And so I went to bed
And all the while I tried to sleep
A thought went through my head.
What intricacies can I feel
That others do not know
that idiosyncratic pen
In my hand began to flow.
A trail of ink beneath me, bleeding the blood I show.
What reason
Gives existence
When I know
Where I will go?
I knew I could not solve.
And so I wrote until no more
Could I keep my resolve.
A mattress fell beneath me,
And so I went to bed
And all the while I tried to sleep
A thought went through my head.
What intricacies can I feel
That others do not know
that idiosyncratic pen
In my hand began to flow.
A trail of ink beneath me, bleeding the blood I show.
What reason
Gives existence
When I know
Where I will go?
Published 24th Oct 2012
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