inconsequential

I am backlogged and congested

I am frustrated and unfeeling but

Pacified.

Honesty and I are trying to make it, I swear.

I’m trying to think clearly and assign

intrinsic value to everything I see.

I’m trying to skip stones even amidst the

splashing and disarray.

I am resting and prayerful

I am leveled and sometimes nearing lofty but

Cumbersome.

Doubt and I are sharing a meal, most days.

I’m twisting and turning in front of

full length mirrors, rumpled and whining.

I’m resisting the urge to lean back too far

in my office chair again.

I am mourning and often speechless from it.

I am mourning and baffled and trying not to howl.

12/19/20 4:30am