The events across the day
being not of validity
that of the usual chores
along with the calls
from places of business
place me at ease.
Ease, did I say?
In a way it is comfortable
in others it makes me dull
feel I am not needed any more
close to saying pack your bags
and push off.
Well, that being not far away,
I quieten my mind
bid her to think straight
a break, a pause
does not mean the end.
These days I speak to myself
more often silently, fearing
an audible voice when
heard would make others think
I am off the mind.
That being the manner,
locking the inner
from being visible
an idiosyncrasy
of no ordinary means
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