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Distraught by
pulls and pressures
turns and twists
swing and sway
my thoughts are a scatter
my feelings
float aimlessly
and my actions listless.
nothing enthuses
beyond a point.
its only
the cold floor
that seems real,
no light
dispels
darkness inside.

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Without my knowing
life turned the shade
grey
and everything looked
ashen
desolate
cold and hard
like these rocks
the base of shifting sands
What can I ask
of myself
or anyone?
Is there really
any movement
from here to there?
I wonder and seek
solace in
the companionship
of a rock
unmoving and solid.