I want to read it
how you got from one day to the next
it’s the closest I’ll ever be
to feeling control
in this ocean of unknowns.
Did you wake with blurry eyes from too much screen time,
rewatching a comedy special you saw with 2 friends half a decade ago.
Did you ache a little thinking of how old you are becoming?
Write it all
word for word.
I want to know about the dullest of days
when sadness didn’t interfere, nor joy
when nothing profound emerged
when you felt stupid trying.
Write about how you survived the lull
or didn’t.
I’d like to know how you got from one day to the next.
It’s the closest I’ll ever be
to feeling control
in this ocean of unknowns.
Would you?
