Mat

I write with paper and pen and feel I may be approaching something

then I begin typing it up to share

and am reminded how long the road goes.

“close”
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Horizon shows forms.
Approaching as dusk now dawns.
Night. They arrive. Run.

“pace”
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Breakneck, but relax!
Do it now, but don’t burnout.
Optimize yourself.

“blame”
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Standard matters not,
intent rests in placing sin.
Made a goat of you.

“track”
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Walk. Watch. It follows.
Hivemind’s eye notes all movement.
It knows. No chance stood.

“look”
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Oh. To be exposed.
Horrified at this presence,
know not what it’s seen.

“beg”
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Standing there, smiling.
It’s obvious what they want.
Defiant. Refuse.

“fidget”
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Less than natural,
stillness demanded no less.
Commanded through shame.

“refuse”
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That we cannot use
flows discarded, lands unseen,
and lays forgotten.

“occupy”
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They enter freely.
Only so much can be done.
Frozen above ground.

“feel”
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Something. Something, please.
Walls so sterile, not so clean.
No spirits endure.

“cancel”
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Undue end arrives;
ponder, explanation saves?
Of course not. Away.

“obsess”
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All thoughts occupied
no matter how much I’ve tried
to find peace of mind.

“stretch”
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Running out the clock
just to make it through the end;
in office, pointless.

“enough”
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Pomp and circum-fluff
imply it’s never enough.
Always more to have.

“quiz”
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