all about you is the dark, and
tired limbs fasciculate with anxious thoughts,
all around you is the pressure
of a thousand deeds and others’ needs…
and walls close in and
you find yourself
burdened by expectation,
won’t you remember this?
that i too am human, and you and i will,
in the company of each other’s
brutal thoughts and worried breaths,
hold each other (to better standards),
and we’ll tell each other
that we’ll try again tomorrow.