Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Peering over the edge of an underwater cliff



Whoap! Woke up again
 … well, that was scary,
the abyss was staring again.

Nice save by my beautiful soon to be wife though.
She caught me slipping down and now I’m back.
Sans Su I’d still be stuck in inner space,
Sans sanity and in despair’s numb embrace,
degrading down into disgrace.

Of course chronic problems
 must be solved again,
 and the palsy’s a mother fucker,
the fight’s never won.

A little coffee will help,
and some fresh determination,
and a dream of hope,

in a brain washed nation.

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