Morning
darkness, 7 am,
The
room light echoes
Window
pane
Reflection
like a portrait glossy
Photoshop,
the things within
A
mirror to the work that must be done
Combed
beard and hair,
Sat
in my chair, dressed myself
Clean
underwear
Made
my bed this morning
Rise
and shine and set to seize the day
The
catalyst and what persists
Drags
you down then lifts you up
The
see-saw teeter totter up and down
Down
Down
Down
You
feel the bump
The
bended knee
The
glory and the misery
Stationary
Yin
yang yo-yo existence
With
persistence never-ending
Pump
the legs and wait for the sun to rise
To
see outside
Outside,
outside
Pump
the legs, accelerate
Rise
up
Up
Up
up
No
mater the flow, the ups and down
I’m
sat here movement myth but real
Made
so only
By
time that passes slow,
Slow,
slow
The
pain I feel, the hope unreal, take a piss and break the seal
Flowing
water etch into the sand
The
wind in trees
skinned
knees
bumps,
bruises, broken soul
Congeal
with hopes of being solid again
The
shine I seek comes from the east
Delayed
by winter’s lagging light
Waiting,
waiting for the dawn
To
this very long and cold and bitter night
Playground
heart and carefree
Sun’s
solace, warm me, wake me up
A
mammal in this medium just wants to sleep
Morning
darkness, 7:15 am,
The
room light echoes
Window
pane
Reflection
like a portrait glossy
Photoshop
smiles, the things within
A
mirror to the work that must be done
Combed
beard and hair,
Sat
in my chair, dressed myself
Clean
underwear
Made
my bed this morning
Rise
and shine and set to seize the day
The
coffee strong
Wake
from a night so long
With
persistence and with fortitude
Take
me to the park so I can play again
With
innocence.
Edmonton, AB,
Canada
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