Sunday, 12 July 2020

Interrupted

Am interrupted
disrupted
my thinking corrupted

I want to focus
not someone else's hocus pocus
and see, now I've lost my locus

ah!
the interruption's gone
I reframe my space and carry on

these worlds keep slipping in and out
I don't grasp what that's all about
so I choose silence, dispel doubt

dispel doubt

dispel all doubt

choose silence

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