Timmy Curran

A Thought Chased And Stashed - Poem by Timmy Curran

And at times there is
still a wonder
A flicker of something
that I would rather
not ponder
Too tiring to let
certain things rip,
there´s only smoke
there´s always a sip
Chasing a thought
in the humid air
makes for a languished
exsistence and I fear
I´m simply not ready
for that kind of commitment

And for that one time
where it could seem
that a fleeting motion
could be the answer
to all of my dreams
I can honestly say
I´d let it pass away
and sail through the
haziness of this,
another vintage day
laying the whims
of laziness and
commiting to nothing
but the certainty of uncertainty

Topic(s) of this poem: miscellaneous

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 10, 2015

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