Waking up
Has never
Been so enchanting
Rising before the alarm
Recapping the planning of my dreams
Cleansed
Cloaked
Calm
Harmonizing the vibrations
Of my slowly quickening heartbeat
Dispersing
The memories from my synapses
Along the electric highway of my
Spine
The messages for my muscles
Coming to life as I
Wake
Me, Myself and I
- Bearing Slowly Burning Sage
- Brooklyn, NY, United States
- I want to philosophize through poetry. Unfortunately one lone thinker will only manage to wrap himself up in a shell. Please be a heavy and worn hammer, striking against my outer most provisions until you break through or lay broken. Just promise me these 2 things: 1. If I crack first, help rebuild me but do not rebuild me yourself. 2. If you crack first, please accept my humble aid in the rebuilding of your path; but do not let me take over.
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