A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 18

Day 18: “Assignment 3”


My body doesn’t move

until it has to


My mind doesn’t speak

until it’s almost too late


I relax and wait

realizing I can’t force it

can’t make it happen

until it does


A perpetual state of tension

until inspiration strikes

and two weeks of work translates into one day


I press submit

and my shoulders come down from my ears

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