Like unwanted party guests
the thoughts arrive,
casually striding in together
to fuck with my mind.
They're compulsive, intrusive,
and highly erratic,
depressive, manipulative,
and obscenely manic.
They've had no invite
or welcoming at all,
yet they play in my head
like a reckless free-for-all.
They'll take what they can
until they've had enough,
while I watch from the corner
sitting silently in disgust.
For I can't get them out
or exonerate their presence,
so patiently I just wait
for their eventual evanescence.
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Anonymously Hal 
Like clouds on a windy day, we let those discursive thoughts float away.
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A rhyme for a rhyme 🖤🖤🙌🏻
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So beautifully expressed, Hal…the emotions ✨❤️💫
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Thank you Navin 🖤 I appreciate it. Hope you and your family are doing well!
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You’re welcome Hal 💟
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