the unusualness of living

Today I have decided:
not to be how I’ve been being;
not to wonder about wandering,
but to roam the land of living.

Although I have derided –
until now I’ve been quite seething –
the wickedness of pondering
the unusualness of living,

today I have decided
that such thoughts come of unseeing.
It’s not to be left dwindling,
the unusualness of living.

At night I’m undecided,
visit thoughts that seemed quite heathen,
but dreams see these thoughts fondling
the unusualness of living.

Awake, I am decided
that for no apparent reason,
today’s the day – quit wondering –
to embrace my ways of being.

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