3 Boring Days

Itching to buy something
to break up with novelty
to shake up the loose pieces of drab
to set them all free
 
itching to eat something
to dilute the monotony
to snow globe the dull
points of this
snail-paced progression of time
 
trying to distract
with some form of sanity
resisting the urge
to scratch impulses of infamy 

unable to take care of oneself
so properly
is aided by
by taking
oneself so seriously
 
Hoooo- Hum
Drum
Doldrams
Drum
 
Cue all fingers
tapping
Cue all
fingers rapping
Cue the marching 
of absolutely nothing
 
When all you want is something
to smash through
like the Kool-Aid Man
to parade through like
A marching Band
for fireworks
to explode from the sky
as he slips a ring upon your hand
 
But sleeping Bees 
Don't reach high notes
You barely have enough
talent to amuse yourself


Take a moment
to dream
of...
gardens and preserving
and planting and pickling
Counter space in abundance
of the kitchen, you're always sitting in
Knitting sweaters,
cause you finally know better
and socks to cover our family of feet
when we're not barefoot
running through sprinklers
and have budgeting on balance
and a Kitchen Aide with food processor attachment
We watch old movies- and barely turn on the TV
We read stories from (old) books
(we find secondhand)
and act out our favorite parts of fantasy
We take pictures and vacations
that are soul inspiring
we're there for each other and know everything
We see the goldenest sunlight filtered through our hair
We grow the best flowers- to place them there
On hot days we lift our dresses
and dip in rivers and wade in lakes
To purchase or eat anything to replace this 
would be a mistake
But oh, for f*cks sake...
Clicking a button won't make these dreams real
Eating too much to drown out and ignore how I feel
Isn't going to make any of these hopes real
It seems too small
But it's actually quite a big deal
There's too much I step on
as I walk down the halls
I can't appreciate what I have-
let alone access it at all
And now it doesn't hurt as much to breathe when I walk
Don't undo what you've worked for
Don't rewind that clock
Dreaming keep dreaming
of good things to be had
Enjoy everything
Be a good girl,
not sad.
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