It is a weird this
This purgatory between grateful and lamenting
Waking up in the morning
Preparing and wondering why
Moving forward and wishing for stillness
Because decisions made were wrong
Decisions unmake-able are weights
And there is no body of water to fall in and end it
And the ankles in a cruel joke will not break
Nor does the persistence of days
Grateful in the glow
Lamenting under its rays

D. Ondria

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