NaPoWriMo April 22

On Waking Up After Five Days Off

 

I don’t wake up early any more

I don’t wake up easily at any time

My bones are turning to stone

And my brain is growing faint.

 

Mineral salts solidify my cells

In affinity with  earth and water

No longer a fiery Leo youth,

Soon I will find my place in Stonehenge

And go to Easter Island for mental chemotherapy.

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