after franny choi
the world keeps ending, and the world goes on
the same could be said for the days
the months, the years, the decades
all neverending ending things
it used to be hard to get out of bed on weekday mornings
the world keeps ending, and the world goes on
now i struggle to get out of bed on weekends too
even ones where i have my mom’s borrowed car
where autonomy of that sort is more within my reach
the city seems too big to even see
perception sometimes too much a cost to pay
seasons too
cyclical endings
the world keeps ending, and the world goes on
on & on & on & on
tipping back and forth
between axis and moonlight, sunlight and smaller stars
were worlds ever meant to last
certainly not this one, not at this rate
not in this way
the world keeps ending, and the world goes on
I get out of bed every morning, but find myself taking naps as the day winds down.
I like the way you worked the line in, and the way it goes on. I feel like i’m so out of practice this year!
i think midday naps are important & necessary!
this is the poem by franny choi that the repeating line is from: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/151513/the-world-keeps-ending-and-the-world-goes-on. Her poetry collection that came out earlier this year has the same title and I really enjoyed it.
I really enjoyed all your poems this year so just know that even though you feel out of practice its not evident to me/ your readers!