DOC

Doctor, check my heartbeat, 
think I’m failing your test,
My pulse is a giveaway,
that you got me in a mess.

What is this life you lead,
that I am a part of,
this life, you want,
that I somehow know of.

I’m curious,
is this written in the stars,
Or hidden behind mars,
would you understand my mind,
would you explore it with me,
would you be so kind.

Don’t judge me yet,
or better, never do,
we exist for unknown reasons,
so gimme a clue,
and give me a hint,
and maybe we could,
live behind the tint.

MM 21.4.2015

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