Matters

photo credit: bluesbby Looking at the rain via photopin (license)

This state of being
When nothing is worth believing.
When everything
Seems transitory and false.
When winter rains feel like
The only thing there has ever been.
And my mind is waterlogged,
By currents that circulate confusion.
Drip feeding that nothing will ever matter again.

© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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