Vulgar tides

Decades on parade swift with the tide. The onsets of numerous yesterdays, at a pause in thought that the moments got to me.
The treacherous days, the tumultuous memories pave the way, they knew their path so well almost like they been saved, it had been sitting on the shelf like a layaway; begging for the day, aching for the weak chains to give a sign that their  time is today.
With unrelished enthusiasm, it gains and gains, though i knew better than to let it get to me.
I knew better.
I knew better.

Murdock

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