.
I catch myself winding myself into tight little balls of twine
distracting edges with eight acres of mindless nothing
holding on the the center while ignoring the outsides
so I only walk in the circles that please my eyes
that feed my inner child's delicate hungers
...I know I should be better and do more
so I so as much as I can do
give myself permission
to laugh
and live
NOW
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