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Unraveled

from the early notebook

Sitting so somberly, seated in misery,
taking to time like life is unseen,

feeling for faith, grasping for grace,
breathing the boredom, casting its case.

Disturbed in distraction, ethereal in example,
the mind is unraveled — so simply trampled.

shadowshining · poems by ethank