Separating feelings of jealousy from my make-up. Its moving day; im stretched out in bed in the silence, not sure what I crave. The world has long since declined into insanity; im adamantly refusing to follow that flow. Im moving...well, eventually ill get outta this bed and move.
a gray quietness
stockpiling bits of contentment
to fuel my movement
*Senbun: Senryû and Prose, its similar to Haibun (Haiku and Prose)
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