So I set down my skin. I'm tired.
i feel tired.
like a pile
of dishes
after
a big party.
still left
to be cleaned
before
bed.
I doff my cap to the trees.
I drop my list
and start over.
tonight
i search
hopefully
for
the motivation
i seem
to have
lost
somewhere.
{words in italics from
window music
by
jen currin}.
xo
