I read poetry
Upside down
On my bed.
My head where
My feet should be,
My feet resting
On my pillow.
The fan blurs
My vision.
Focus.
Let the music
Wash over my body.
Calm,
Stay calm.
Read the words
And understand
Their meaning.
Focus.
Worn pages
With creases
Take effort to turn.
What is that?
Focus.
Let go
And stay here.
Focus.
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC
I read poetry
Upside down
On my bed.
My head where
My feet should be,
My feet resting
On my pillow.
The fan blurs
My vision.
Focus.
Let the music
Wash over my body.
Calm,
Stay calm.
Read the words
And understand
Their meaning.
Focus.
Worn pages
With creases
Take effort to turn.
What is that?
Focus.
Let go
And stay here.
Focus.
