Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Day Off

I drank coffee
and emptied my mind

(except when I filled it
with curlicues

smoke rings
and rhymes)

then I noticed
everything rhymes

and when I stepped outside
and looked at the sky

something inside me said
it’s not me

and that felt fine



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