A flight of birds
This morning circling all around
The last one came through
But wait a second, no it wasn't
Another flock, another pack
Yet another latecomer,
Another amazing pine forest,
Tumbling stones on the other side,
Phew, I avoided this one,
Another splash and mash,
The trees all lined up,
Managing another influenced mistake,
It was said that you can be influenced,
Different it was again,
Another shirt, a real red stain,
I walked this one and thought,
For a bit and another,
The sterile scissors removing
Stitches I never had
A second time stood
Went past so fast
A blank in a sink
As I curled this day
The questions came back,
I sit and look at the skies again
Wondering why the word again came back again,
Some things are meant,
Not all are here but they are here,
Circling around at the top
They look for theirs
My eyelids blink
It is 9 o'clock
I reply no more
We have found the reason
For non existence again
We probably need to look further
Dig deeper wells
Like an elastic we knew it would break this time
and so it did,
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year,
Sarcasm valley,
The irony dilemna,
The equation needs balancing -
how much more
is another day is another trial
Birth sign: Aquarius
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