Infinite

Drifting
My mind flits across ideas
Seeking that which will ease
One to carry me to rest
Briefly
A vision of vengeance appears
Fading to a red mist
Words
Mine
Scroll through my mind
Slurring into nothing
Naught but meaningless ramblings
Of a madman at that
At last
The mind alights on that which it sought
An idea of such beauty
It was hid away
Lest it distract the mind from the needs of life
In sleep however
The mind would ponder
For sleep is eternal
As is this idea
The idea opens up to me
And there she is
My love

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