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he is lost out in a sea
no one sees him
he can’t see himself any more

where he used to be
matters not a note anymore
indecision keeps locked the secret
blocks the path further down the road

unable to think
what to do—where to go
sensing his demise
anchored like this to the floor

he is lost out in a sea
no one sees him
he can’t see himself anymore

he speaks to no one
recounting all his good intentions
knows there’s no re-invention
built with doubt and fear

taunted by frustration
his glimpses of inspiration
are whipped like litter in the wind
sailing past locked doors

listen! a slow blues refrain
sung in the key of pain
listen! his medicinal mistress
sings a lullaby calling his name

he is lost out at sea

nobody sees him

he’s can’t see himself any more

(not finished…..we can only hope)

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