Fallow 32

The sun just rising
These days and nights feel like soup
An untethered storm

I am untethered
I guess it's not surprising
Coasting on empty

So much lay ahead
The sunrise after this one
Still this night lingers

Still these hours pass
As they must and so do I
Slowly crawling forth

Work may not happen
I am yet undecided
To muster focus

Clean before sunset
The only clear goal in mind
If I can be such

Does my love prepare?
If dirt static signal lost
I could not bear it

So I choose my words
Lasting through this darkest night
Resolved to see dawn 

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