Day #22

I keep meaning to post something more interesting than another poem, and then the day gets away :/ oh well. An odd one from January 2010 :)

Each day that I wake up

my thoughts have re-arranged themselves

some sitting here

some standing there

when before they were all

jumping in the air

so I don't recognize

any of them

and I have to go through them all again.

It's a clever trick.

If they just stayed still

through the night, for once

I wouldn't have to think

all day.

Kelia