Monday, 22 April 2019

Sisyphus kiss

I wish it didn't have to happen
But each night it does
the burden of sleep
that is obliged to bury me
each night
so that I wake up on time
the next day
and begin the morning
by chopping vegetables
toasting breads
warming milk
feeding cat
packing lunches
making breakfasts
begin anew
with a clean slate
and scrawl on it
the same affirmations
the previous night
had washed away

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