Exhausting the Same-Old

Exhaustion
To the lines defined by the non-divine
Creeping in my ear
Seeping into my thoughts
And drinking the fluidity of my mind.
Vines
Veining
Unwinding
It all.
Exhausted,
We fall.
Un-phased,
We crawl.

And rewind.

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