pluck the fruits of your day,
enjoy the harvest;
roll around in freshly laundered sheets,
watching the beams of sunlight shift
through slats in the blinds,
silently mouth the words to a song
you have heard too many times
stare at the folds of your flesh and bones
marvel at the strangeness of your feet
stare at the wall
sigh deeply, breathe heavily
rub your eyes
chat on the phone with a friend
call your mom
love your dad
pick at the dirt underneath your fingernails
run outside in the rain
watch the sunset
feel the breeze of dusk
enjoy the warmth of a sudsy shower
laugh
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