Changes in Plan

the good ache of deep rest

lingering in joints

the mind is open to both sides

lightly observing


a purring, wiggling floof

decides that

regardless of my feelings

it is lap time

6am Gloaming

it is a day haunted by beginnings

scented with salt and bergamot

it is a day dark

dawn waiting to stretch it’s light

it is a day heavy with small efforts

sleep stoned feet aching forward

it is a day weighted with potential

joys unexpected caressed with stars