honey is pouring through the window and wakes you up
of course its honey because lately everything has been going so slow. your covers are like molasses
you cant seem to get out of bed.
this should make you panic,
you panic at everything
this should make you panic.
but you have reached a sort of calm that makes you slow yourself. lead weights are in your mind-
making everything slow
its straining to think about even facing the world today.
you lie back in bed with your molasses sheets
and pray for life to be on an eternal pause.