Hysteria Of A Sick Soul From A Friend's Diary
it happened so fast
it was just a blur
i tried to clear
my head of the
whisky fuzz
it was just a
blur,
a film over,
just a glaze over a glassy surface
hope loses clear vision.
Her eyes glazed over
perhaps from lack of sleep
The haze blurs the hills
confuse, obnubilate,
obscure barbaric incantations
yes, unclear, indistinct,
blurred decisions
Remarks confused
the debate
over words
obnubilate
their intentions
blur,
smear,
smudge,
smutch
earth smudges
blear, blur
dim indistinct
The fog blurs my vision
dim, slur
you're one vague indistinct
shadow in the
night
garden
The distinctions between
two theories about ourselves
blurred at the end
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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