Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Pull

Energy brimming
Feels nice to be full
Of… of what? Of life
Of living
Of something that wants to push
Push against life
Not just be pulled
Drug about by necessity
No this is an energy that wants to pull
And drag life about
By its own necessity.

But then I remember
That morning comes
Early when a toddler
Is your alarm
And I switch from scotch
To milk
And from poetry
To Oreo cookies
And an all too prudent
Discipline
Of winding down.