dizzy just remembering the past
the present enough to deal with
this interlude before the next one
clears a space for fresh thinking
immediate existence ever denser
humming whistling sparkling an
inside texture thick and spinning
while I sit quite still in my chair
wandering through a busy world
I want to be where I am not move
go nowhere I haven't been before
till nothing remains of it but this
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