Camel
I laid down and noticed the restless rush of vacant minutes, seconds like high frequent shivers through the body beaming through the heart. Twisting, not knowing what to want. Confusing tired eyeballs, pushing for visions not known. Looking for what is looking for me. Then found myself smiling in the dark like a camel, content. Chewing on existence. Safe for the night.
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