routine amidst a growing need
to pack myself up, start to leave
& yet I calmly seem to breathe,
chaos facing rare defeat.
I call you by a different name,
it tries to roll, my tongue won't play.
unsettling thoughts soon find their way
& reminiscing starts its game.
second thoughts arrive on que.
shut them out, explore the view.
fresh breath in, the calm ensues.
tossing steadies, all is new.
- cg , yours truly
[ written soon-after arrival in British Columbia ]
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