Whatever poem

Scrolling through my mind

leads me nowhere everytime

dark streets and foggy dreams

a blank screen tv.

Has me sitting here thinking,

if I change the channel,

will my mind change too.

Or will I see my reflection,

mirrored back,

of a person I can barely figure out.

Turn the volume up to cancel

out the sound.

That lurks in the shadows

of my mind somehow.

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