Swimming Another Day

Five AM tremors rustle my sleepless sleep

For a moment I wonder how far we will sway

Too many yesterdays spent swimming upstream

Through crowded crosswalks, dodging aimless colorless faces

Almost getting lost in the pull of their undertow 

It gets tiresome going against the grain 

To stop, lie back, with arms outstretched, floating

Drifting quietly down stream

Leaving the current to decide my path

In silence, shutting out the noise just this once 

Another tremor hits, an aftershock shakes me from quiet daydreams

With clear eyes, thoughts of floating float away

And I ready myself for another day of swimming


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