day
there is a moment- some mornings.
often fleeting,
seldom lasting.
and just for a blink,
my mind forgets the rush.
for a breath or two,
sipping coffee,
pouring cereal,
i rest.
no longer in bed,
the news doesn't broadcast here.
wireless has no reception.
sit. wait. regardless.
the chaos cometh.
often fleeting,
seldom lasting.
and just for a blink,
my mind forgets the rush.
for a breath or two,
sipping coffee,
pouring cereal,
i rest.
no longer in bed,
the news doesn't broadcast here.
wireless has no reception.
sit. wait. regardless.
the chaos cometh.
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