Welcome to day 166 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day sequestration meaning: "(of a place) isolated and hidden away."
Lazy Sunday
Afternoons baking on the sheets
Looking out the window
Daydreaming
These moments where experience has taught me too much to
Enjoy this and be in this
To stay in this quiet moment
Like a child
I am too tired to smile
The leaves blow back and forth
They whisper in my mind with all
Else that might consume my time
With all else that will consume my time
I lay back burned and baking
The hairs on my legs betray
My age, but the tired lull of my eyes
On a lazy Sunday remain the same
I shut my eyes and dream
I am sequestered
My world is mine and a great plain of darkness surrounds me
Nervously and apprehensive of opening them again.
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