When I write because I have to,
My fingers freeze.
My brain asks me to let it breathe
My heart asks to let it be free
So I let them
I turn off the technical,
And I turn on the natural
An ant scurries across my keyboard
Oblivious to my intentions
I’m bigger than it
Or is it bigger than me?
I listen to my neighbor snore beyond our shared wall
Separated only by thin plaster,
But in our own space
[Even so]
His noise urges me on
Reminds me that I am alone
but
Not lonely
That I do my best
That I am good
That I am happy
As long as I just let me be
