Mikey Diggs Poems

At times I sit and stare
I lookie here, I lookie there
I think of past, I think of past
I think of futures that would not last
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As I bask in the uncertainty that has become my life
Clear visions I had once possessed
Fade into hazy nights
with no real definition or depth
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When is it madness
An amount of time
What defines normality
And where do I lie
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…....It spins and turns and turns and spins, violently collapsing….........
……….…all from within, It turns an d spins and spins and turns…….....
…………….…....seasons change inviting change to churn, ………....
…………………..…..serene and calm the center revealing…………….
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I’ll play into this harmless act of trickery
Inflicting the contented qualities of my façade
Conveying Machiavellian untruths it speaks masterfully
I paint my persona thru false imagery
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