Come around some other time.
There’s no joy to share this
moment.
Laughter just a distant
mem’ry.
Smiles lost to unseeing eyes.
Unaccustomed as I have become
to
Fits of melancholy,
These are strange emotions
swarming
Over me like hungry flies.
Must need time to sort it all
In simple logical
progression.
Must find reason, must make
Season follow season to
conclusion.
Every cause must make effect.
Cannot let the sequence vary.
Cannot let deception carry
off
My thoughts with vague
illusion.
Focus!
Focus. Find the answer.
Scout the glen from
mountainside.
Loose the falcon. Set him
free.
Revel his unfettered glide.
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