From versedaily.org:
How to Sleep
Let your mountainous forehead
with its veins of bright ore
ease down, the deep line
between your brows flatten,
unruffle the small muscles
below your temples, above
your jaws, let the grimace
muscles in your cheekbones
go, the weeping muscles
sealing your eyes. Die into
the pillow, calm in the knowledge
that you will someday cease, soon
or late, late or soon, the song
you're made of will stop, your body
played out, the currents pulsing
through your brain drained
of their power, their purpose,
will frizzle out through
your fingertips, private sparks
leaping weakly onto the sheets
where you lay breathing
and then not breathing.
Lay your head down and relax
into it: death. Accept it.
Trick yourself like this.
Hover in a veil of ethers.
Call it sleep.
Copyright © 2009 Dorianne Laux All rights reserved
from River Styx
I'm exhausted and I don't really like my choice of poetry this evening, nor do I like this pseudo-attempt at consistency. But you know what? Instead of tearing myself apart here each day, I'm going to let go of that perfectionistic tendency and just allow myself to be human.
A funny thing about me is I enjoy being silly even if no one is watching, just because it's lovely to laugh. I was running on the treadmill this morning, and Okay Go's Here It Goes treadmill video came on and I started doing the routine-ish as I was running and I could see my reflection in the wall length mirrors in that room and it was just plain old fun. Seriously, you would have laughed if you had been there--in that moment, I felt as if my exhilaration, my joy would have been contagious to even the grumpiest of grumpy souls.
Also, thank you for this day. I love you, God; I love each living thing on this planet.
Goodnight and I'm off--goodnight and go--Imogen Heap has a new album coming out in August; I'm so excited. I've listened to Frou Frou and Heap's own album so many times; I'm sure the tracks are in my top 25 most played on iTunes.
I love you, whoever you are. May God bless you and may you love and experience pure joy as I did today.
Can you tell I'm quite sleepy, literally drooping, wilting above my computer?
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