Cluttered

cluttered

Long pause.

A string of unstable yet endless breathing.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Hush.

An elsewhere risk of fate,

and an over and over anticipation

of should haves and could bes.

Yet, no matter what

everything is in disarray.

Far away,

there’s no other entree.

In deep solitude

yet no matter what

everything seems pointless and dull.

An endpoint to a long way.

Everything’s inexplicably in an uproar.

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