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A Fortress In The Sun: Circumambulation
I'm circumambulating toward calm
as my eyes trace the lines
carved into my palms
Scattered and stable
ordered and entropic at once
I am contradiction
in flesh and blood
Disacociation thatched with anxiety
this is my fortress; my palace in the sun
this is the place
where I'm safe but numb
as my eyes trace the lines
carved into my palms
Scattered and stable
ordered and entropic at once
I am contradiction
in flesh and blood
Disacociation thatched with anxiety
this is my fortress; my palace in the sun
this is the place
where I'm safe but numb
Published 20th Apr 2020
Author's Note
I'm feeling well right now but it's coming at the cost of not being fully present in the moment
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