Full to the brim.
So full, but never
Overflowing. And I
Do not care.
I teeter on the edge
Of nowhere,
Floating back and forth
Between unknowns.
My mind
Drifts
And is brought back.
Drifts
And returns.
I have tried to crawl,
To crawl under;
Find a damp,
Dark,
Forgotten place, and
Remain forever.
But even this, this
Idea is an
Expenditure
Of too much
Energy. It is simpler
To stay,
Stay here.
Complacent.
Nowhere.
Drifting.
And returning.
Forever.
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