Apparently,
sometimes things can make sense. And,
I can still be volatile at the same time.
What a good word, volatile.
It exemplifies me.
It redeems me.
It siphons out my spirit when it gets too full.
It's an action and a state of mind
It's the mixture of anything restless.
Or idle still?
Biding? Or just along the tides...
I live for lazy Sunday afternoons.
-Dan
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