#2,413 Breaking

Mike Bell/ May 17, 2022/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

I will now sleep alone without
disquiet’s auld inflammations
keeping me aware
[less hours
burning thoughts] –
meet my regular confusion of
time & place
[a short breath &
then I identify myself] –
I’m met
by that lifting of quiet sunlight
& my dog’s needy whimpering
from beyond my still bedroom
[rising is less quick –
hold me] –
So I am yet to wake
with any day set at my behest

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