images of myself lying down in bed plague me
meager energy won't supply you with bags of money
never think for a second that relaxing is your prerogative
open your eyes, realize that you will die, separate the pie
that is your free time, there is no leeway for days wasted
reach forward into the aether, teach thineself to
immediately produce words without a second's hesitation
condition these fingers for work, cuz death lurks around the corner
hang your dreams on the mantle, change teams before you shamble
yearn for the learning floor, cleaning whiteboards and leaning into
eternity within pages, live for the ages which you cannot witness
tell me that the shell i've accommodated for this long shall be broken
YOU ARE READING
sprinkle in the woods (poetry #6)
Poetry"and it rains and rains and rains and rains for five more years and it's cloudy for ten once they leave, i'll be sunkissed i'll be the rock in the light illuminated simply by your presence my fallen star, you've finally met me and it's so lovely lov...
