Today, I awoke to silence.
The morning slowly crawled
through my window
as I watched light dance
across each plant leaf.
I thought of you as
I moved just as slow as the light,
finding comfort in the ease
of unhurried days.
The morning passed faster,
speeding up as the humidity
settled heavy over the house,
thick like a damp sweater.
I felt distant from the world,
floating a few feet above the ground
as I went through my day.
I read some pretty poetry
and watched some pretty videos
and I thought of you.
My eyes felt like really deep wells,
so deep the buckets struggled
to carry water up to the surface.
Each attempt only teased
the drying landscape.
I plan to sink into the sands of sleep,
hoping to fall into a world of dreams
that don’t make me more sad tomorrow.
So It Goes 