choice at the granular level
When I've not slept well
I feel like I catch emotion in the air
Like an invisible sandstorm
Wearing me down further
My eyes are pained to be open
I can't catch my breath
Not if I scrabble for it
In the same space
I could breathe freely
If only I knew choice from chaos
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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