Tantalize and tease. //
Get so close. Just out of reach. //
Feel for whispy dream. // p
Accepting what is //
But cursing the ill fortune //
And crying the while //
Locked in. Checked up on. //
Watched round the clock. Controls firm. //
Free thoughts still torment. //
Who's to blame and why? //
It's everywhere I am told. //
How do you fight whos? // p
Have the written word //
Trying to empty the trash //
Seeking soul's escape // p
So goodbye to you. //
And then what is true? And real? //
What is left? After? //
Don't assume, she said. //
That it is over. It is. //
What I once counted on. //
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