all in for the slow morning
on days when I can’t.
(don’t forget yourself)
average days bring a city
soundtrack for a background
when all I relish is silence,
but for the centrifugal
singing into cycles of joy, sadness,
anger, confusion, joy…
(don’t forget yourself)
touching things to witness them
through the noise of trains and traffic
(don’t forget yourself)
attention and focus stuck on a red light
telling the short story of our day is
the way to say (don’t forget yourself)