Rain falls outside mingling with dark
It withdraws and comes back believing Yesterdays
it has no message, dissolves life into vagueness
Vaguness I prefer
excititude I fear
I can wait at a door
without knocking
Clumsiness of expectation
derails the urgency of waiting.
World runs without measuring anything
universe knows nothingness of everything
Muted space has no willingness to hear
Time hears what is to come
in the pavements of my life
I am wasted and withered
without any horror usually associated with it.


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