Tring, tringthe alarm ringsI start walkingwithout fully waking chopping, boilingkneading, cookingcursing expectationsbreaking barrierscarving a poemin my mind banging keyboardstalking onlinemeeting deadlinesbefore and afterthe coveted break The Sun sets in the WestEnergy levels slip SouthGearing up once againTo wind up household routines to being myselfIn front of a screenthat stimulates thoughtsreading mindsthrough pages or screens I … Continue reading Lost and Found
Lost and Found
