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Oh these days keep stretching
like old rubber bands on a dusty shelf

so much talking
so much pretending
every corner full of news
that nobody asked for

Amazon please send me a break
Prime delivery, before midnight
I want to collapse
on a sofa that remembers me
like an old friend

snacks ready
mind empty
heart half-charged

Oh life
wood and wires
No no, a whisper
some quiet fondness
floating in unseen corners
trying to hug the air

Sometimes noise
sometimes nothing
what life you call this
when papers decide your worth
and you’re stamped
like a parcel in transit

you are tracked
scanned
sorted
they say it’s normal

now barcode the soul too
turn the heartbeat into data
upload the feelings
to someone’s cloud

Oh I am tired here
please roll me back
to wherever my breath
was softer

My legs don’t listen anymore
stuck to some cosmic magnet
pulling me to a center
that doesn’t exist on maps

gravity leaving
or maybe just me
drifting like a receipt
in supermarket wind

oh no not now
I still have bills
and two unanswered emails

So I’ll stay timeless
wordless
just a soft hum in my room

oh I wish I could always
stay home.