New Paths

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I want to organize my mind,
A little spring cleaning
Inside my brain—
Clear out the clutter,
Fix up those neurons,
The pathways and connections
I fall back on
Like a road far too
Well-travelled.

A construction worker’s hat,
Dusty,
Hanging in a dark
Niche of my mind.
New roads—
Unpaved,
Non-existent,
Badly needed.

Boxed In

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Slowly I comprehend

What limits me—

These thoughts

The rules I have

Created,

Learned,

Absorbed.

 

Rigid lines I draw

Around myself,

My life—

Boxed in,

Drowning in a

Well,

My own creation

Limits

Confines

Destroys

Me.