On day 12,
I rested.
Far from God--
Judeo, or Christian
yet creator I claim
with my chest
So I rested.
Ran airport
errands &
ran into cousins
Still bad at
staying connected…
Second job, took
day off…
napped at times
I would run
group;
this time didn’t
run these
old tired bones
into ground,
didn’t grind
the beef with
debt; still
collect checks
to cover dreams
and bills
Day 12
steady & harmonious
as I heeded
red octagons,
age, & the wisdom
of taking a break
Exhaled breaths
like winds through
fresh spring grass–
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