one day at a time

my stomach is round and full of misunderstanding
the concept of sustenance, inner misgivings
shrimp and bruschetta, riesling,
handed over by a metal man, reflecting only surface polish

heart pounding, legs swollen with new demands, new striations
movement and anger, growth in each step, in each push forward
bright colors, primary used to move you into momentum
i am flushed, rotated, my blood has been recycled

amused by Muse, their Map of the Problematique,
probably mapped out for the tick tock of time and shattering glass
when the grandfather clock demands the next second to be fulfilld
problems bending time: the map is missing


gift of the endrocrines
exhausted sedated body
full day, full night
wake up with tight string, tight bands, steel ropes
to loosen with love one more time
one day at a time
one life at a time