every morning
I wake to a script
written for me
go here
do that
fill this prescription
tick off this task
menial chores
robbed of connection
points away from purpose
my soul wants
needs
a dream
a real fantasy to
chase down
and make
waking hours fly
instead of crawling
in and out of this
unmade bed
What do you wish you could do more every day?


~ sensuali poetic ~
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