Not feeling like it

Not feeling like it this morning

Rage bubbling up
Confusion hovering
Fear tantalizing all that’s gone wrong and will

Can’t beat or negotiate

But I can move my pinkie
Spin a shoulder to a tune that’s groovy
Eat a strawberry

Feed some deliciousness
In the nooks and crannies

In a beat,
Or two or three
Enter a new reality

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