Counting in the am
Restless
Nerves dancing on the edge
Fire breath
Ready to gamble
Ready to accelerate anger
Then there’s the space
A mind having its way
I thought I had control
Or forgot I let go of it
Getting lost in a still position
Watching the books sit
A bit of dust
A bit of emptiness
Buried in responsibility
Heavy air
Heavy
Yet the turn happens
You wait
Then it shifts
And a smile
Forgetting to control
Letting them be ignorant
Bubbles of stupidity
Cowards with a gun
Children brains in an adult body
Swim in the dark
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