Relax
Be patient
Sit by the river with your fishing pole
Most of all
Do not be dragged down the rabbit hole
Overtime
Bad character
Will be exposed
Then you will completely know
It is time get up
And
Permanently
Walk away from the sideshow
*
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She had suffered much
No longer heard the beautiful sounds
Of the garden chimes
Final days
I sat in a chair
Next to her hospital bed
In the end
“I no longer believe”
Is what she said
*
Leaning
Against the tile wall
Taking a long hot shower
Scrubbing
Away the dirt
With a new bar of soap
Did not
Remove humiliation
But
Provided
Her
A bit of hope
*
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Scratching
At his deformed image
In the mirror
Hyperventilating
He cried
“Please help I need air”
Fallen idol
Emotional bowl of jello
Desecrated soul
Pissed in his own rice bowl
Alone
There are no more calls
No longer the star
Of the Masquerade balls
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The Hermit Poet's Ramblings 
I like washing dishes when I wash instead of letting food dry up on them. Relaxing. Warm soapy water. I wash then put in dish washer to rinse and dry. 😀
I would rather cook than clean the dishes, but I suppose there is a certain relaxing rhythm to it. I will explore that. 😀