Logorrhea

Dave BontaAnxious

my mind trades rest for more drunk talk

all night not able to break loose

the plainest words in the world gather under the bed

I look for one of my own till my eyes ache

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 30 July 1667.

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