January…

I suppose it was too much to ask
to stay warm and comfortable
for one more day

Sometimes restlessness is relentless
that’s sort of its job

It’s times like this
I fight the urge
to get rid of everything I own
When the week goes
from silence to silence
eventually something has to give

I’ve got a long drive ahead
to somewhere on the other side
a place I’ve not been before
Here I go again

Sometimes restlessness is relentless
that’s sort of its job

Maybe another cup of coffee
will help me relax
It’s a little bland—
but it’s coffee, not wine

I’m looking to stay awake this time

(29 January 2016—posted January 30th)