I'm just sitting here
too preoccupied with my own pysche to concentrate
on my meditation
which I should currently be practicing
to help me earn equanimity
instead thoughts ricochet off the walls of my mind
with no escape
no correct or incorrect
no right or wrong
no logic will burke their song
those that began as a gentle thrum
blossomed into clashing
now inside they're thrashing
I sense an opportunity
just beyond where I dwell
but given an incomprehensible map
I have no idea where to go from here
wandering aimlessly is driving me dotty
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