under sleeping blue haze


Under sleeping blue haze
my mind quiets and stops
its endless war strategies
the tanks take naps
and guns go gently down
and all my accusing fingers
bend to a merciful sleep
my train of destructive thoughts
rest and fizzle out
unable to form the correct acusation
all the while the distraction
of medical chemical escape
keeps me from my obsessive
need to need to be obsessed.
giving me somehing to do
other than accuse.
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