Scribbled Thoughts

Roll the stack

scan the bread

check the dates

fill the gaps,

feel relief that

you’re doing okay…

Until you turn the corner

and see ten more stacks

waiting,

and the people come,

asking for items

you can’t locate.

10,000 steps in three hours,

at least that’s something

you succeeded at.

23:63

Pillows are the lubricant for sleep,

helping to slip your body

into relaxation

and soften your mind

from stress and wakeful worries.

23:62

To feel the feet on my warmth,

words that make sense

in a land between

waking and dreaming,

but lose their real meaning

and comfort

when cold reality

invades.

23:61

Ants at the deep end

standing at the water’s edge

watching the determined humans

swim in circles

over and over.

And they call us

mindless drones.

23:59

She changed into her

swimming costume,

folded her clothes,

placed her shoes in the locker,

but kept her coat on

until she reached the water’s edge

before reluctantly parting

with it, glaring at anyone

who was watching.

Her face stayed frowning

even in the water

wishing everyone else

to vanish, disgusted

they existed near her.

I didn’t see her leave the water,

perhaps she’s still there.

23:58

Swim on your back

oblivious to those around,

wishing to be the only one

present in the pool,

but get a rude awakening

when your head

crashes into my

backside.

23:57

Refresh,

check focused, others, junk

then release the disappointment

that your golden email code

doesn’t appear.

A lottery to spend money,

and you can’t even

win that.