A short commute
a brief hello
a morning coffee
The spine twists
the body aches
the mind slips
Life is unmade by choice
guided by shame,
the unwavering beliefs
Memories conveniently pass by
replaying until burned to dust
or the film decays
Do you remember when you were here?
Do you know why you left?
Slowly I drift
spirit exiting into the ceiling fan
spilled into the fluorescent light
First the biofeedback fails
then the walls close in
and then the curtains close
On eves where sleep
fails
and fails
all is lost,
all is laid to rest
I’ve come to feel a warmth
to the desolate nature
Or at least a familiar glow
Echoes
aimlessly drift
in the caffeine malaise
a body desperate to collapse
They say
You can do better
Remove me from this place
You don’t deserve to have this
I need to make it end
You aren’t doing what you need to
I have the choice to make it end
Its a familiar cycle
the central nervous disconnect
I retreat into the rythym
questioning if I’m still here