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Calling me back, soon

All those safeguards
Against mindlessness
I plant anchors
For routine, and focus,
And aspiration

And I keep them

But life comes in cycles
Or waves
The dip, the crest, the crash

Some days I don’t
Have a story

And some days I keep
Appointments
but break productivity
And feel out of place
In my skin

Those safeguards kick in
Breathe, breathe, breathe
But with your diaphragm
Not your chest
Push your lungs down
Not out
Save your back the effort

Twenty-seven
And no one ever told me that before

Life is a marathon
But some years are too
And some weeks
And all of what I want is
A marathon without mile markers
Just pull your leg up
And fall forward
Pull, pull, pull
Fall, fall, fall
That’s my only job

The dip, step one
Breathe down
Breathe

With Love,

Natalie