Avoiding self deduction
Although I understand
I keep myself wrapped in repetition
Like swimming with tied hands
The chatter inflates ME
It’s difficult to calm it down
The roar of perception is deafening
When confusion’s the only sound
Idle am I
Dwelling just before
Where I can lose my ****
Or submit lotus on the floor
It’s overwhelming really
How close the two states are
Of wanting to make sense
And of wanting nothing more