March Madness: Fluid Replacement

the morning

chores,

a chorus,

a litany,

a recital,

of old, worn

words

familiar

well worn

ungloved

fists of firsts

a deep drink

of 11.5 ounces

of a cold spring

water shocking

in~vigor~ates

rebalancing a

sleep induced

deficit

a gloried yawn,

an exhalation

of the overnight

staleness, an

expulsion of

stale residue

residuals,

leftovers

of a prior

life, dismissed,

yet clinging

to your body

in vain

desirous

to be

remained

part of

the landscape

of your

plain

as part of

your

grandfatherly

accumulations

but there’s

only so much

room

in your

container,

and all

your liquidities

must be replaced

that takes space

for the

fresh withholdings

so.

drink deep,

replace the

fluids unique

that operate

your systems

and all the

rest

will flow,

stream easy

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