prebiotics enhance the flora
of my microbiome
if I google myself
disappointment zings upwards
there is no metaphor for now
but the quest continues to haunt
fall grey casts its pall over morning
despite bitter coffee antidote
every ounce lost
increases endorphins
its an MMA world
in a virtual medium
neither Warrior Pose nor Downward Dog
adjust this curvature
all over the map
silence pervades
on a lonely trend
other ceases to exist
pleasantry resonates narcissism
any number of bells toll
two hours of dominant paradigm shopping
results in moving meditation
only gratitude can balance this
collection of detritus
fish shaped purses, 1960’s lunch boxes, cookie tins
all stacked, in wait
what appears empty fills with story
once upon a lunchtime
inside the pockets
worthless charms
stuffed animal comfort logic
a language of inertia
earlier still, the confines of womb structure
permeates memory
back into current
the entitlement ring reminder emanates
self growth comes at the cost of
lost causes
even with everyone intact
the circle can shrink
but the spiral holds hope
that potential return
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