Saturday, 11 March 2017

Pursue With New

The days are long, a burden to bare,
I cast my eyes at the TV and stare,
In a trance of considerable confusion
Contemplating reality and delusion.

I speak, in an authoritative tone,
And ramble on to moan and groan,
Yet I am alone at home, talking,
With my alters persevering.

A character here, idiosyncrasy there,
Aggressive behaviour, sometimes with care,
But this can change to being hilarious,
Rendering my mentality as frivolous.

© Andrew Stevenson 11/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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