An Early Morning Chill
Startles My Body
While my mind is still asleep
The cool and crisp morning air slowly being pumped into my lungs
The sun is hiding behind the clouds
I slowly clench my covers with both fists
Trying to hold onto sleep for the last time
Shortly after I repeat the words silently then out loud
I have to get up
Pushing myself out of bed
As if I was a stranger lying there
Comfortable but not wanted
I have things to do
Nothing will get done at this rate
I feel a slight sniffle
My body still rejecting it's own actions
I vigorishly scratch my head an attempt to revive my last thought
Like C.P. R. for my brain
Stretching through wrote memory
Where I still don't do any actual thinking
My legs moving by momentum
A series of useless yawns
A smoke signal to the world
All I really want to do is sleep
Getting a bowl of cereal
Pouring the milk
Causing a miscalculation and a slight spill
My coordination and judgement were off
Now shoveling spoonful after spoonful
Like a tired man shovels coal into his old pot belly stove
My eye lids peeling slowly from my eyes
Now the tiny blue dots begin to focus
Today is one of many I have started
In an attempt to push my mind and body past it's own limitations
In search of passion and new pleasures
I swallow a real sweet teaspoon of honey
To shock my sense of taste
Hoping my other senses will one by one fall in place
Like a military soldier toeing the line
Fully trained and ready for what needs to be done