I turned on a tap
that couldn't turn off
It gushed and it ran
unwilling to stop.
I sat and I stared
with nothing to pace
the god I awakened
inside of myself.
Seasons follow with no tug
Happenings happen with no rush
a thought needn't beg to be thought.
Like a thief in the night
aided by the darkness all around
thoughts long forgotten
flowed-in allianced.
And as dusk took shift
with slumber beheld
Tried as I could
I could not recount
when I got to the site
and turned on the tap.
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