We quickly got past the absurd

 Numb thoughts on the pillow

The lingering uncertain fate

Powder that soon covers the eyes

In the news, trapped in madness

We quickly got past the absurd

our time With that old and faded

jeansAnd the same good stories

He remembered friends in a bar of the past

Footsteps on the sidewalk at dusk

In the chords of the music in the earpiece

Stivtrina books to

amuse us The dichotomy always, thought confusion

He could have so much to write

While April begins

just And life today, little to predict

From bed, take care because addicted to monotony

And sleep sometimes seems to be

the medicine for clarity belongs here