Sunday, October 06, 2019

Thoughts...

I sit with them,
the mad thoughts,
the bad thoughts,
the sad thoughts.
We are content in our perverse affinity.

We nestle in the comfort of
our rote conversations.
Debating light and dark, and wrongs
long past and unresolved.

We are good friends.
the mad thoughts
the bad thoughts,
the sad thoughts.
Reflections of each other.

And like good friends we
laugh at our absurdities,
as if any of it matters anymore.
or if it ever did.

Companions in the dark we are,
the mad thoughts,
the bad thoughts,
the sad thoughts.
We want no other company.


© 2019 Grace St. Clair 

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