Slowing Down A Bit

to calm myself
from this anxiety of the usual
procrastination

the sighs are not
helping me
some packets of clean
air inside my lungs
are mere tourists
living the scene after
a view

somehow i tell my feet
we have to slow down a bit
my brain shall empty
everything
like a garage sale
selling everything at a cheaper
price
all these used and
second hand
beliefs

i rest upon a chair
put my feet at par with my eyes
my toes breathe

and listen to the
sensual classics
of Beethoven

it is 10: 07 in the morning
the sun is slowly climbing upon
a coconut tree

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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