In The Nothing Of Everything

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". 

Routines Smeared By Orange Juice