Updated: Dec 4, 2021
fidgeting for a quick fix,
something to steal your attention,
anything but listen
to the all-but-silent roaring
vibrating through your bones.
you’d pay for it leave you alone.
to the slow & steady distraction from your life.
a thousand or so times,
rebirth as someone worthy.
pockets filled with perfection,
all you were learning
was every iteration of perspiration
you couldn’t stand to excrete—
have you ever begged at your own feet?