Meander

I'm trying something different. Read the entire excerpt on one go, then re-read it line by line (combine the first lines of each stanza, followed by the second and the third).


I hate,
Lacking
Sleep.

I brood,
That much more,
Without intention.

I wish,
Emotional detachment,
Can be my skill.

I lost,
that part of my inhumanity.
It's funny.

Because I found love, and I didn't retain it.

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