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Not yet once more a narrative of depressive introspection
   enough is enough and who wants to read that cloudy gloom
	of times blasted by the sand of scraping of the shaving dusk

Lamentations ‘I used to be this and like that’ professions of success
   a story of light entertainment under a panoply of easy rushing flow
	ifs and buts now ‘could have should have would have’ did I really

A touch of mania mangled in machination of defence distortion
   projections of mechanised dissolution of a hungry soul in waiting
	lightning of dark ignitions of void and numbness just the same

Prisms of condensed reflection waiting to destruct dismantle 
   a here and now and there and then search for meaning of
      meaning of mindfulness and sensing nonsense’s scent and sense

The corrosive sand in my hourglass has turned a shoreline sure line in which 
   all tides seek tenderness where is what is and will be one
      as torrents have dissolved for now to silent foam and form of motion

Lowered by expectations aspiring from cascades and shallow mooring
   longing for some drifting wood conversed into a beach hut of simplicity
      quietude and the dogma of ‘higher faster longer’ no longer but easier

Today without nostalgia a little more removed from the whirl pool from
   self-righteousness a little tad embraced by what I hope is to be humble
      a safety net and also my life buoy anchors firmer in the river that moves

To the ocean and two rivulets speak loud and clear to be happy
   with apathetic inertia to be contained and drowning kept at bay
      and without hurting sentient beings not harming you nor I

Those thoughts begin to catch my fish to fry and feeling them breeds
   a cautious slow and tentative fermentation wherein ballast and burden
      is unfastened without too much mental agony and injured attainment

The beauty of a starfish the ink on paper and an octopus’ eight noble
   truths maybe a dolphin retreating in those stark and shark infested 
       feeding grounds embrace emotions of where my heart wishes to be


22 March 2018
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