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Languidly Basking

I love this simple tranquil feeling
eyes half closed
head back
studying the contours
of my cobwebbed
artex ceiling
pleasantly plastered
praying to the artex God
soft spirals spinning through my coconut head
I wish this was real
soft touch and feel
bordering the living and the dead

Do not disturb
don't wake me up
summer sun, bumble bees, buttercups

Basking in the smooth
forgetting tomorrows rough
a mirrored pond
peace and still
ingesting medicine but I'm not ill

Do not worry
just let me be
I'm a tourist
politely asking....

A shark languidly basking...

In a sea

A sea of artificial tranquillity