Such universal longings
To be seen and held and heard
Each song in each heart 
Voices of the herd.

It is pouring out of my head 
The spool of a very long thread
Productivity has flown out the window
For the voices surging from limbo 

I am plagued I am beleaguered 
By existential questions 
Sidetracked by the shall nots and the must dos
And the burden of social opinions.

I chase meaning I chase grails 
Like a jack terrier its tail
At the crossroads of normative rails
I lose the scent and the trail.

24.8.2020 

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