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After beaten black-and-blue escape got overdue

Careless years blown dissipated
lived ignorant of too much
Dull days closed down desolated
leaned too hard on booze’s crutch

I kept on churning on shallow laps
around & around & again
’til sounded inexorably taps:
Plainly mundane, nothing arcane!

For true happiness I’d sung in vain
ignorant of another refrain

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Demure lips of restraint

While those demure lips we’d gladly kissed
but as know-it-alls unwilling
to delve into that we may have missed:
Perhaps a life more fulfilling?

It’s reality, not fiction
that voluntary restraint
(while at glance a contradiction)
frees us from feeling constraint

While we’re still keeping up our perseverance
of floundering in rushing incoherence

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-restraint = ‘a cookie abstained from may taste better than one indulged’

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Some drivers go vroom when pass! Others let up on the gas!

As a cyclist I get numerous opportunities to speculate on why the drivers who pass me leave such varying space between their car and my bike:

If ego of the ‘driver ace’
is bigger than their whatever car:
Then rarely enough passing space
as such driver entitled by far

While going to be plenty room
if smaller ego than the auto:
Then passing goes smooth without vroom
unless driver on phone like blotto

But needs not cause a glitch:
If from roadway cyclists switch
to their much safer niche
of riding down in the ditch!

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Indulging lives silly

We stop & go & turn
for hours bumper to bumper
tempers flare as we churn
Minds melting, bodies plumper

Showing for others slight concern
for fear of us being scammed
Can’t learn from what we don’t discern
with hearts chilly & minds jammed

Thus we hide away in lives silly
taking dead-end paths willy-nilly