nothing compares
to the sound of indifference
incessant & intrusive
slow & intentional
it ruffles the feathers
of trees
as if an orchestrated move
it stops to wrench its neck
desolate like
a placid lake trapped
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in between ridges
to live without wind
one cannot move
or make the wrong
choice on which
direction to go
because no matter what
it points you to
the rabbit hole
the rabbit hole
stuck in the perpetual
land mass of the sea
frozen tundra no matter
the season makes
any action void
yet i keep reaching
keep coming back
to source despite
being immobile
for years