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I’m looking to rewrite
my dreams.
Not my goals or destinations,
no, not that connotation,
but the thoughts that lumber around
while I slumber.

I’m aspiring to bend, re-shape
my wiring.
Not my ligaments or my organs,
no, never, lest I become contorted,
but just the pond ripples
that echo my conscious.

I’m thinking of sinking
into malaise
for from malady can arise
a consequent cleansing:

                   
                       a clarity gained.