spillover thunder like mudpuddle on the living room carpet
planning to plant to grow to thrive
alive and this is plenty
sounds shake the stage rattle the sleep waves and catch ankles as the running's ruined
is there satisfaction?
sun turns tables over head over healing
dine and fine the china
there are mantras worth forgetting
signatures aplenty and permission still uncertain
hurting for meaning and meaning to look away
hunting for a shift and taking home double
or nothing
waiting for the stopping of waiting
breath to be held is hardly worth the message
it's fine it's mine it's oars upstream
paddling through pitfalls
overimagining catcall insecurity cues
loosen up and care less
open wide and yawn through lacks
meaningful mindful now
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