Let us be concise today
for tomorrow
work rides the mule of us:
Breathe in and hope it fills you.
Find something
to make you cry if you need it.
Eat something with a crunch to it
whether it be in the sugar
or the salt.
If today be your sunday
find a way to hold it in.
Spin slowly
the way one does underwater.
Feel the drag on your body and hairs.
Slow time and the bubbles
that find their way
under your pits
into your little folded crooks.
Hear your heart inside you.
Then shut your eyes hard
and let the world take you


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