relentlessly average
relentlessly average


Unable to comply just yet

with the top-down instruction

to move

get up

out of bed.

Instead, horizontal

passive protest.

Eventually, giving up the resistance

to just be.

Be the morning stillness,

hear the birds whispering softly,

feel the coolness of spring morning air

rushing in

to greet my skin.

As I rest there,

letting go of ‘just one more minute’,

these words appear

form themselves,

suggesting quietly

it’s time to get up

and write the day.


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