Comfort in Coarseness

Rest 1

Brooding makes a furrowed bed
Unyielding to such a tired frame
Precarious, unsettling
Writhing only bruises

But burrow through the fretting
To a kernel of serenity
Requiescence is found within
Comfort now in coarseness


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