Zywa Taking shelter in my habits

Today I walked in the heathland
out of my habits

I looked back and saw caring
with aversion, anger and powerlessness

taking shelter in my habits

together with a fear that I couldn't grasp
and they were looking common

My familiar habits
and their eyes called out: please

help

Poem 844
Amsterdam, 2016-11-26

Collection: Pending rain 
Keyword: Habits 
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