Early morning head space

I want to be in a place busy with the hum of voices.

Voices confabulating, words I can’t decipher.  

Not here in the quiet.  

My brain is free to wander,

Free to play the broken record of thoughts.  

Ruminating in a stew of self doubt and words left unsaid.

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