At this point in my journey I was doing a lot of self-reflection. I realized that I couldn’t be a miser forever but I still had thoughts regarding my state of being.
"Supernova"
Vacillation between vaccinations
Either the serum or delirium
The atrium hollow, devoid of souls
As coals singe the flat of my foot
Wracked and shook
A closed book waiting for wandering eyes
No looks for the launderer of lies
Pondering and wandering whilst squandering for purpose
Only to surface from a sedated slumber
Feel elated for the slated date
Only to get shaded when they flake
Aggravated at this lake
When it’s half past seven
In heaven at the dock
Emotions leaven at the thought
That it happened again
The refusal and bamboozle
As to how to solve this puzzle
With muddled musings
A puddle of my losing
Choosing to go back to abusing is futile
As I’d revile at my own stupidity
Ignoring my turgidity
Implore some rigidity
Implode from complacency