I peer deep into the corners,
Trying to straighten out the folds,
Creases and crevices gone wrong,
Edges all unevenly hewn,
I rake up the insides of it,
Trying to spot the trouble,
I ignore tell tale signs,
I look deeper into the rubble,
Was it there or was it perception,
I try to smooth out odds and evens,
Fathoming the secrets a task mammoth,
I sit by and look deeper still,
I wonder and fret and grow impatient,
I wait in a restless temper,
It does not seem to fix,
I brood on into the night,
Of life and its twists.
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