it's just one of those things..
one wishes to do, the other nothing?
to stay home from work and go for walks
wondering wondering about love
and life and stuff - the stuff life is made of
biomatter, nothing matters - it all matters, antimatter :)
to be an armchair scientist delving deep
into the dust mote ridden air, swirls upon a breeze
shooting stars and meteors and random falling rocks
into deep dark pools of neural naught..
to illuminate the arc of thought for finale
naught, is bitterly strong and may be so
through the passage of time, eventually it all goes

very nice. thank you for sharing your mind :)
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there are emotions too. . .so much is best when shared