[Poem a Day] “Looks Like It’s One More”

Check out today’s post on Instagram.

I think sometimes about how getting up in the morning doesn’t surprise me.

I mean, there are plenty of reasons not to be surprised. I went to bed with a roof over my head, and a heater blowing from the other side of the room. I was well fed. I didn’t fall asleep someplace where bombs regularly go off in the vicinity. I’m in perfectly good health.

But I’m getting reminded more and more lately about how nondiscriminatory life’s ending is. When it comes down to it, there’s little reasoning behind who makes it and who doesn’t, and despite this, we’re never really terribly surprised at the fact that we get to sleep in on the weekends.

Sometimes you wake up, and there’s just one less person in your relative vicinity. Maybe it’s not a family member, or even a friend – maybe it’s someone you knew from high school – a name on the news, some freak accident. Someone that seemed invincible. And there’s seemingly no reason why you made it to the next day, and they didn’t.

What are you going to do with that?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s