Listlessness

Sucks calcium from the bones.

Seeps from the mitochondria,

the powerhouse of the cells.

My body,

an energy deprived exoskeleton,

wishing to sleep again.

Where my dreams are merry,

emotions are bright, tangible and alive.

Where life bursts in color and action.

But, who is to say our waking

is rather a collective dream

we weave together?

Take this perspective with me.

I now wake to socialize.

Be with others whose vibes

strengthen my own,

inciting me to be child-like.

Cracking jokes, stumbling into relationships,

strengthening my dry rotted heart strings

aired out from wails of the damned,

now mere echoes in my body.

Rejuvenating with every laugh,

notes of gratitude,

and sounds of glee.

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