thoughts floating on the edge of periphery

[mousey1]

do you ever get tired of bouncing that damned rubber ball
against that damned brick wall so you try a window
end up falling through
broken

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it's the back and forth motion
compells you
propells you through the daze
the echo reverberation
that never quite falls silent

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there are innumerable ways
to say it
the old adage
not pertinent
in this age
though timeless

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I couldn't say it better myself
the gone astray vagaries
wounded animals
useless prey

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is it important to see what someone looks like
the completing of the picture
eyes set on stun
the invisible man had
such fine features
I painted him there
beautiful

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thoughts floating on the edge of periphery
butterfly movements
flittering
the wisp of a smile
cornered on lips
mouthed
catch it
before it flies away