soft crinkly sheets
awake with me
on a sunday morning,
golden yellow rays of joy
and sounds of chirping
from outside
interrupted by the creak
of my door.
a man behind it whispers
hi welcome to chili’s
who moves the earth?
surely not a man
nor a woman
indeed not a child
every day it turns
without hesitation
guarantees are rare
i’m approached by
a sign claiming
road work ahead
uh yeah i sure hope it does
- Inspired by Rupi Kaur
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