Tagged: restless

we are travelers,

the patterns you

the patterns you
observe in time
are meant
to cushion every
anomaly, the way
packaging foam
hugs the curves
of each fruit
to hold the juices
in, keep from
bruising.
so don’t
be restless, my
dear, don’t
insist that you are
bored. sink into
the patterns
of our lives,
soak it in between
the days, the years
.
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you and a dozen

you and a dozen
peanut m&ms cannot
undo the spell of

brain and body locked in debate
to keep the thumbs from twiddling
.
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in the middle of

in the middle of
the night,
unspoken
words stir
in stillness,
waiting for
the first sign
of light
.
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the backs of my knees

the backs of my knees
are swearing, loudly enough
so that the rest of

the body is caught awake
and aware, sticky with words
.
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taking an early

taking an early
evening nap is setting
yourself for failure –

it’s a quarter-to-one, my
body bets against my brain
.
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