today, is it sad you feel like yesterday
and that tomorrow will be just like you

I feel this stillness in the roots of my soul and the heart that lies within it, will you deliver me something new?

will you shift plates so you can say you brought something new to the table, something different.

if you do, please don't make the ground I walk on break, don't make me fall on my knees in such a way that my legs become a fabric softer than Cotten.

won't you make sure to let me know before the storm strikes? Just this once, warn me.