Zach Ascot Poems

I hate to interrupt the show but something terrible has happened.
The creator we have come to know is missing.
Only the worst can be presumed,
A young man doomed.
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Tonight I'm in no mood for dancing,
The man in the office,
You know the one,
He's got a nice tie,
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Hollow knocking,
Skies that blur,
Calling for your attention,
Time to wake up.
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Dark skies provide tonight's slumber,
As your body rests,
Your mind turns over,
Meeting with those long forgotten and suppressed.
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The rain drains down the pane,
Falling faster,
Let the chaos reign.
The tired town strains but holds,
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