Shades of darkness ablaze
Witness to my awakeness
Filthy dishes could
be done, novels consumed,
clients won
over with
midnight machinations
Instead a restless,
frightened tomorrow wakes
too early from
unsettling dreams, creeps
in to ruin
mine, a tiptoed
question, heat and
tears and
stuffed
animal
Cocoon or haven: never
both
Kindness is a
yawning war, a tired
accident, a side effect of
paralyzed selfish impulses, action
without
intent
The new day,
exhaling, appears
fetal, inept,
helpless, peacefully desperate
for my silhouette in
shade, inhaling
Chores, a hierarchy of
activities, items in the
form
of
a
list
begun, terminated, checkmarked
in order that the day
may
complete itself
Groceries to purchase, I am
low
on mealtime staples, but stores
will
not open until
6:00.
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