I am untethered,
Every decision feels profound,
Their unrealised results
Entirely consuming
Irrespective of their cosmic
introspection.
What’s for dinner?
The delivery app is open,
Options in cart,
Coupon applied.
That pause is where I feel it,
The zenith of all that might be
As my finger hovers above pay now
The doubt creeps in.
It is why I cannot commit
And yet I commit to readily,
To people, to work, to creating;
Projects that earn more
In the space of contemplation
Then they do in end results
Why can’t I commit to Me?
The concept, even from an
Unbiased standpoint of
common decency
Why do I not exact that
Base courtesy?
To feed, to feel, to fancy,
To forget.
And yet
I am untethered.
About the Creator
Obsidian Words
Fathomless is the mind full of stories.


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