fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry, think

Perplexed

​infitine nerves

a billion sensations

no one shares my vision

or the tunes that drives me

crazy and calm

at the same time
could have thought of snow, 

love, candles or maybe a drink

but  I lie down to reason

why are we perplexed and

also in peace with ourselves 

but never notice

Just how. 

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