In the morning I teach my face to smile. I carefully stretch those muscles that may cramp, connect with my ritual of making the bed, then go outside to fetch the morning's news.
I say time is nothing and best frivolously spent. Life is a parrot that repeats everything said in private. A cup of coffee is an ocean that I can swim, and the universe is made of sweet nothings.
The ache in my heart has saved my life. It is the most valuable part of me. Enduring it is like a rock in outer space. I pound my breast to drive it away but cannot.
I flip through my memories and kiss each face. I make the decisions that I should have made before and once in a while weep for what might have been, cleanse every wound and dress every sore.
I say time is nothing and best frivolously spent. Life is a parrot that repeats everything said in private. A cup of coffee is an ocean that I can swim, and the universe is made of sweet nothings.
The ache in my heart has saved my life. It is the most valuable part of me. Enduring it is like a rock in outer space. I pound my breast to drive it away but cannot.
I flip through my memories and kiss each face. I make the decisions that I should have made before and once in a while weep for what might have been, cleanse every wound and dress every sore.