mollasses

molasses,
thoughts come slow tonight
that the periodic poisons are
eating at my brain
molasses
but i am a superhero
i walk through it like water
cooling and renewing
thoughts come slow tonight
but they are wrapped in comfort
for i have been here before
and survive
patience comes with
age, and years are gone for me
i am older than i look
the faster the molasses gives way
to clouds, still far above safety
but cold and free

Vivamus pellentesque vitae neque at vestibulum. Donec efficitur mollis dui vel pharetra.
— Claire C.
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