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This chaos that maneuvers the electrical impulses
in the confines of my simian brain
Overanticipate things I cannot hope to control
So I spend my days, wondering
where my time went
because it so happens that I have
found a burst of unrecognizable energy
to get things done – today of all days
though it comes at a cost of
time / space / that multiversal feeling
that smacks of guilt – knowing that
you should be doing something else
you could be, but you don’t.