Tired Thought Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tired Thought



Cogitating on withering memories as they fall
through cracks of my deteriorating mind,
scattering themselves about, not being able
to be picked up.
Distantly watching as tides rip and tear
images apart and send them drifting out into
seas of dementia.

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