fly

Fatigue sweeps across me

I awake tired

its down hill from there

so tired

all I can do is either push

or lay awake

my brain

the first computer

tic tok

the ifs

the whys

the if onlys

I push regret away

its no use

brain plays in the obtuse

I rest there

watching

colour, perfume, behaviour

the birds have a ton of energy

alive with blossom

grumpy fuckers with each other

territory

ownership

survival

I lay back

watch it all

upside down am I

dream the dream

imagine

what it must be like to fly