an absence of light signals
another day is gone
Sunday is over
didn't get much done
no writing, much reading
two hours wasted on TV
my head is flooded
with thoughts of humanity
Who is my Adam
the first human born
an ape-man walking
on the savannah forelorn
it's not possible to hold
six million years in your mind
all the births and deaths
the past has left behind
small sparks of awareness
never truly opened
and not so far from now
mine too will end
but gosh this is bad
such a terrible song
my Sunday's still wasted
and this is just WRONG
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