I have developed a distinct lack of interest in the pedantic.
Perhaps an opening for the shadows of intellectual ignorance,
Yet the outstretched hand of obligation will remain unclasped.
The anticipated guilt does not kindle behind my eyes.
My psychological isolation breeds perilous bewilderment.
Tangled contemplations provoke discovery – possibilities unfurl.
I feel an obsessive nature creeping, lurking.
I am the calm before the storm.
The eye will darken with impending fury.
Unstoppable.
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