I felt the world heaving
so opened the window
not an instict, as such
just a movement, thoughtless.
Calmed, somewhat
but hardly peaceful.
I am waiting again, always waiting
the mirror is spotted
there’s rust in the sink.
It is starting again, I can feel it
this mad heaving
without me and within.
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