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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