searching for a flow
searching for a flow
to find a touch of meaning
who reads this drivel
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to swim in the noise
to swim in the noise
wonder what befell silence
yelling at the night
feel their eyes on you
feel their eyes on you
anatidaephobia
the duck never sleeps
surrounding darkness
surrounding darkness
and monsters under the bed
a bump in the night
to wander about
to wander about
skirt the edge of being lost
i am where i am
for a moment's pause
for a moment's pause
to feel that bit of relief
it sucks getting old
to wonder at why
to wonder at why
was that choice made out of fear
time for what matters
emptying my space
emptying my space
shift everything to the left
still in the wrong place
evening stillness
evening stillness
on the quiet breath of night
resting solitude
my eyes are bleeding
my eyes are bleeding
how do you un-see something
need memory wiped