I rise before the brilliant star in the East.
I tip toe in the twilight, trying desperately not to create a symphony of pots & pans clanging.
My head makes a hit.
See, my pupils are not enlightened and by design have not increased their viewpoints.
I meander to the toilet chamber to sit on the numbing throne.
I dispose of yesterday’s waste, then
Bow my head in reverence, as I scroll through the scattered stories and the weighted happenings of humankind.
45 minutes is gone and I am weighted in position.
I hoist my torso onto the sink to form a boomerang with my body parts.
I plank myself up,
And scold the mirror with menacing thoughts,
“This will be the last time I’ll sit on this toilet in wastefulness.”
Tingly sensations soothe my senses.
I stand up and greet the sun.
My day has begun.
Until the next time – I adore you for reading my blog,
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