I feel thoughtless today,

like I have just woken up

though it has been

above three hours since then. 


I don’t really have much to say.

There is nothing going on in my mind. 

I am completely conscious 

what my fingers are typing. 


But I am not regulating any—

not my fingers nor my thoughts. 

I like no tampering. 

I say what I feel I ought. 


I think that is all for today

for me to say, 

an abstract composition 

of a chaotic and natural disposition. 


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