

I used to write most every night
About what was my passion
My insight.
Now, tonight I collect my thoughts
Watch the sky
Watching planes fly by.
Can’t
Can’t write no wondrous things
Can’t bring myself to find passion
In anything. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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