Wellbeing: a timely offering

ON THE HOOF

back home my Dad
eventually a grandfather
has the appropriate clock
chiming on the hour

being a being
who is half digital
I have made my phone
beep on the hour

it begins this job
at eight in the morning
saying its orderly goodnight
at eleven o’clock

and what good is this
to someone working at home?
it began as a prompt
to get things done

then it turned the chair
into an ejector seat
and I actually moved
a limb or two

but now I jump up
celebrating survival
with a little dance
and then get on with it.


 

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