rest for now this day
                                     my mind told me
                                     to remain locked
                                     inside these sheets
and let the world remain
unto itself; everything moves too slow
but fast enough to move itself
without me needing
                                     to give it a push

and i am not holding onto any
of the things and promises that once drove me
                             now i am holding onto
a box of memories and everything good
today i do not move for myself
but the earth is moving underneath my feet
                              though i feel stationary
                              i will no longer feel the urge
                              of moving unless it's
                              something good
                like you, or the beach
                this liquor bottle in my palm
                but i will be resting the whole time
                and let the world move me along
                with it