When I open my eyes

The softness of sleep

pops into churning waters
of worry…
acute!
What a way to meet the day,
it’s morning again.
no dispute! 
A good day yesterday 
doubles the worry 
about a bad day today.
Self-knowledge is no
parachute.
IS it really death that I fear?
Exercise helps keep the demons at bay.
At Twilight the longing for
the softness of sleep
returns..

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