"A Bathtub Ring Of Bleached Rock"
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I'm sitting at my computer and sulking,
I'm resting at my table and wishing,
I'm listening to Cedric and hoping,
I'm following the lines and filling in the blanks and craving...

I will never stop,
Penning my thoughts.

I will never stop,
Tempting my muse,
My muse being temptation itself.

The temptation to feel,
To love,
To taste,
To heal.

I will never stop,
Penning my thoughts.

I will never stop,
Like a bathtub ring of bleached rock.
I will remain,
Just as my thoughts will remain and just as my penning those thoughts will remain.

I will never stop,
Penning my thoughts,

Until I'm content with life...

Or...

Until I'm through with it.

And death is a lot more common than contentment.

And death.
Is a lot more common.
Than contentment.