Sat down

to write

about restlessness

to understand

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why I

never want

to write

about restlessness.

Sat down

with pen

blue sky

trees above

and all

I feel

so inconveniently

is contentment.

Where is

my pain?

I wanted

to write.

I need

something else -

not what

I have.

Isn't that

just it?