my fingers won’t uncurl — it’s so cold

my thoughts, they don’t care to flex

or stretch or wander or flip

yet still possess their tendency to flop

i sometimes wonder if people get

tired on the top of a diving platform

or if it is a petty, ill-conceived disease

afflicting only the procrastination-prone

the writers, the applicants, the submittors

i am utterly sure, however,

that exhaustion is a condition

of my wholehearted recovery!


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