“Blank Stare”

not really feeling all

that much of anything,

i sit, blanked out, and

i stare at the floor

in this empty room

and i consider the many

thoughts rolling around

in my overcrowded

mind, the disembodied

ghosts of perception

that haunt my daily

life, and i wonder if

craziness is a virtue

and secretly everybody

wants to be like me

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