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                                once the bum hits the seat
                                and the posture is settled
                                and the breathing is found
                                                      now where did I put it

                                and the hundred voices of a hundred
                                plots and appendices appear out of
                                the fog on a trail and have already stayed for
                                wasted hours beyond their welcome

                                there is no end to sitting down
                                into their texture and staining
                                and there is no end to sitting back
                                into the fog from which they came





being & breathing & posture & sitting & voices wormhole: chrysalissing
distraction wormhole: meditation session
fog wormhole: backseat