Be still my beating heart

and stop racing along as if you are being wound up

by Time, slow down, don’t dart

along as if the most beautiful woman

had asked you to kiss her with no commitment

to ever take her to bed.

I never imagined I would go this way,

I had the image of finally finding out what boredom was like,

the taste of a life, stuck in a bed, only resting they say and I

would joke along that rest is what you do when you