The Daily Dread
Yesterday
woke up after that
red red wine went you know where
broke my blue blue heart
So much ado
About bangs
About whimpers
In with a bang
Out with a whimper
Is still in
Is still out
Meanwhile
There will be bangs
There will be whimpers
a slip of the tongue
a nod and a wink and still
we are stuck with it
a slip of the tongue
exposed a nod and a wink
sold out in plain sight
With wine on our breath
We slip into old patterns
With but a whimper
Perfect recipe
To make the outrage cake rise
Is a touch of snark
Phrazez that Payzez
"Awash in a grand quantity of private torment "
The Ministry of Time
Kailiane Bradley
why smear facts around
when rumors spread and flower
out of every crack
Daily Skiptrace
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My unreasonable expectations have often led me down the path of irrational exuberance.
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A Scroll Threw Life 
winks and nods, idiocy and lunacy, with no end in sight.
As the old saying goes, “A nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse.”