Tunnel Vision (Issues I) Poem by Demetrius JonesDixon

Tunnel Vision (Issues I)



What I want is considered audacious.
The running thoughts in my head are too loud, too loquacious.

Silencing them with a tone of truculence.
Bringing peace to the now quelled mind which is in balance.

The addiction to this chase is ardent.
With a sharpened focal point, I run a zealously rampant.

I'll never slow down, not even for a second.
Because the future waits for no man, I reckon.

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