I rise from night owl sleep,
put feet to floor and walk
into yesterday’s repetition.
The eventful uneventful
greets on cat’s feet
complaining in a hungry meow.
Dodging tails and wails
I feed the starving, reach for coffee,
bite my tongue with no one to hear.
Somewhere in the nothing of everything
I stepped on the crack and broke wonder’s back
leaving me vulnerable to the bat bite of routine.
Wake me up. It’s not over.
I’m already wiser and I’m older.
I’ve wasted time not finding myself.
I know that I was lost.
Give me a song, a word, a dance….
Let me paint seen with unseen….
Walk through doors never opened.
The spur, the itch, the want
is becoming louder than
the insistence of typical.
©Susie Clevenger 2014
Verse 5 is a play on Avicii's lyrics from "Wake Me Up"
So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost
Grace at Real Toads prompted us with "Routine".