Child’s pose

There’s a hum in my head


surging me forward

zzzt   zzzt   zzzt

like the neon sign of an all-night diner.

It’s become my rhythm

fraying my nerves

false beat.

This is not rhythm.

This is noise.


Feeling for my rhythm

beyond the hum

perhaps beneath it.

It has to be there


not flash


not jagged.

My breath touches it

but my heartbeat responds to the hum

off beat

extra beat

maybe it’s recalibrating

surge protector.


Forehead to floor

heart to Earth

draining the noise.

Restless mind

stay cheek-to-cheek with ground

wait in the breath.

Rhythm returns


But I now know where to find it.




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