The body resets during sleep,
muscle memory abounds through fitful
coughs,
aching joints, dry-itching skin,
serving notice to Mind at Rest
Rogue satellites broadcast status
interruptus in the arc of their
course
through night-stills of twittering
chirps,
drones of machine fan humming,
chorus of death-chant crows
Restful bodies lie in solace and
silence
cleaning filters, expunging
the need for the minds’ input
of the day’s disorders,
its tightening grip as evidenced
unwelcome in the clutch of my
wrists
urgently held in my plaintive
palms
reacting to the distorted
playback
of looped invasive dreams
In halves unfold time loops,
in and out the quirks and fits,
unwilling and unable to fall
gracefully
into the limited and limitless
embrace
of total surrender to the mercy
of the alarm
residing in a small compact
computerized appendage
that greets and accompanies,
that fixes the cycle
Matt Mauldin
5/2017
Santa Barbara, CA
Appears in Patterns of Reconciliation
5/2017
Santa Barbara, CA
Appears in Patterns of Reconciliation
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