I can hear the cracking in my jaw as I yawn in the morning

My ankles and knees making loud popping noises as I begin to put the first of the days pressures on them

I pass by the mirror, making sure I don’t look into it; guarding myself from that… thing

The water from the shower begins to bang on my eardrums, its always loudest in the morning

Cold air from the other side of the curtain hits me – instant goose bumps

As I ready to leave for work, I can’t help but think I’m forgetting something

I lift a box and feel a stress fracture beginning to form on my wrist

My tendons like old rubber bands, ready to snap under the slightest duress

Return home – Home is a chair and a TV

I sit until my eyes start to glaze and burn, and my spine begins to bruise

I lie in bed, trying to focus on anything but what matters

Sleep comes without ease, and never lasts long

Three, four dreams a night end on a cliffhanger, I’m the worst kind of writer