The Groan of chores
Grind down on thought
Trip one into the
Tick by tick step of
Wiping basins
Scrubbing the shower recess
Disinfecting toilet bowls
Floors
Laundry etc, etc, etc……………
Washed lists forgotten in pockets
The cycle
Starts again
I alight at five am to
Embrace 10 laps by 550 metres
My limbs pumped
Even breath lulls me
A consistent pace
I’m high
Sets the mood for the rest of the day
11am
Chores licked off my list
The trophy, a cup of tea
The book I want to devour
Hungry for a new thought
Waits
