Poet13's Blog

I value my personal freedom at the expense of your addictions
              have to remind myself it’s the holidays jazz soft and cool.

So what if I don’t care care gets you nowhere caring becomes crying
              enough tears to drown the world yet never wash it clean.

Keep it random keep it loose keep it moving sit still and you’ll go crazy
              the frenetic action is a distraction.

The silence is unsettling the scary quiet when there’s no one there but you
              somebody pick up a drum and get us moving again.