“Like an all exclusive hotel—
Motel nicely tucked away
From the modern chaos
Into her own room.
Where all seems scattered
But plentiful in size
Unsure of the excess
Recognize it’s there
That’s all—
All it deserves
All it needs.
For me to feel
In—full
End- full
Open and full to my mind
Of options—
And the clutter of my room
On the parallel.
This parallel.”
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•conversations in rumination•
{{Free energy poetry}}
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