I lay in bed until 10
coughing up a lung
it is not a beautiful song
the day crawls by
does time expand in a body under malaise?
yes, I think so
simultaneously listless and restless
tired and wired
my mind craves engagement
the body denies the request
I fall asleep on the couch
many times
craving fresh air and movement
I take a walk to nowhere at 8:30 PM
I pass pizza places, bookstore and restaurants
clamoring with the Thursday night crowds
tiny tribes gathered on street corners
sharing libation-inspired conversation
passing cigarettes back and forth
their tips glowing a pronounced, sharp orange
I walk to the park
and see dogs in jackets
running, barking, playing on the cold January ground
I share furtive glances with passersby
bundled in jackets
seeking a destination warmer than
their current one
It is cold and quiet
my nostrils fill with crisp air
my walk comes to an end
I am better for it