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She is sitting here anxious.
Unable to comply with the
pressing need of her
frozen feet restless.

Procrastination pulsing down her neck
to focus centered in her knees.
The tapping verbs reverb
through polish buffed filth and tile.

She is sitting, witting
filling her mind sporadic with
humorous thoughts
discontented disconnect.

She fills her lungs with fauna waste
and cracks a grin to absolute thankfulness.
Her eyes circle in non-darting pattern
to observe her intangible mental creation.

She wants to know your heritage
but always finds apprehension
from social reciprocation.

She wants to know why we are so ashamed
of our for-bearings and for-mothers
that such inquiries have grown impolite.

She extends her toes into imagination,
releasing lactic acid and tension from the unfocused.
She wants to know how apathy has
become the rhythm of her societies environment.