the
grey the grey
sky
grey mind grey
why
fight
the
creeping mist
the
underneath of anger
sink
into the place
the
place where no questions ask
of
yes and no
or
even maybe
fall
into the cloud
of
no answers required
heavy
heavy heavy
bound
to the unquiet of my mind
lose
myself there
free
of responsibility
cast
away
the
anchor of decisions
float
free within the turgid waters flow
until
another time another place
exist
not
live
waiting
for what for who
the
new tomorrow …
the
always unknown
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© 2015 by Eryll Oellermann
