Remember the prior

Once upon a opening up of a new page of my life I instantaneously start pondering the prior.
Working backwards I remember the repetition of which I was tired.
Feeling like I had a higher mission of which I retired.

My brain in anarchy.
My mind in prophecy.
Letting the fickle let live being a crude phrase that occupied my mind.
Who was I to let somebody continue on? I find that I am fickle myself.
Who was I to forget my body and write a song? I put my mind on a shelf.

Seizures- the official term.
Legions- the unofficial worm.

My poetry is eating me a long time ago.
wrap your mind around my body. New lines let flow.
Understand my distress is among new tires.
The wheels turn and shake just like hung fliers.
Job opening, contour the ridges.
Slob coping. Endure the rest.
Psychology 101.
Understand where you wander.
Know what you ponder.
See what you are.
Hear how far your stars will fly.
Pios eyes don't look at demise.
to be slings and arrows is to dream.
What dreams may pause our mortal coil.
The laws delay.
The quiet bear the dreadful country.
disregard the flint and foil.
Toil toil retched coil.
Once went worth the heavens boil.
Preface the divine time competition.
Creation begins with a new mission.
Not that of peace but of that worth living.
Music leash. Ponder what's giving.
The world gives out every fourth of a second.
There is no lesson.
No lessoning.
Think.
Forget.
Fly.