(an ode to my code in the node)
Take a breath and close your eyes and
feel the sun on the horizon
breaking through the cloud and darkness
like the heaviness that’s parked itself
upon your chest. You manifest
the universe within your breast
and like the universe you’re wheeling,
stealing minutes, stealing hours
just to squander them
like flowers in a vase, you touch the water,
find that it could still be hotter,
clouds of steam that you ingest
to try and lift the heaviness,
time will pass and so will this.
note: If you can’t do anything about your cold, you may as well use it for poetry fodder… sigh.