Straightening my office desk today, I came across an old notepad of poems. Here's one I wrote on June 2nd, 2002:
10:56pm
out of things to do
i sit and contemplate
this place
this moment
all is done
or waiting
the day has long sunk past the horizon
and me?
i wish for sleep
it is moments of nothingness
that i abhor
when i am busy
i can avoid the depths of myself
----
No clue why my pants were in a twist that night. :D
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