Stymied Obsessions

Obsessed with Life.. Stymied by reality.

Low Man’s Lyric


He walked barefoot
and seemed exhausted.
Apparently lost.
And lost He was. In his thoughts.

He tried to remember something.
Tried so hard it hurt.
Visibly so as his eyes showed.


Once upon a dream


I lay awake in dream
As this little baby girl waves at me.
I smile back in reply.

A strange feeling.
I feel a connection.
Like I am related to her.
But I ain’t no father figure.
I am not even married yet.


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