breathe in all and only goodness, bundled up in wishes come true
change the language in my head to permanent positive action
no more sugar on my tongue and no more late nights
dotted buttons under my fingertips talk to a world of facebook friends
I am so blessed, and yet I tire of this daily grind I'm caught up in
rise and shine and move like a robot through the day and into the night
to lie quietly while ceiling fans turn, wishing for company,
customary sounds bring sleep yet again, and dreams of who knows what
to leave me groggy at sunrise, dragging my feet (and everything else)
down the stairs to liquid life and keyboard lighting the dark.
aahhhh another day - when will I get it? Or is there any getting it?
I am so grateful and somedays completely bored.
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