poeming on a monday after several starts and stops


and this is what today is:
a tongue tied monday,
shadows of social anxiety,
memories of traveling,
wishes of where to go next,
hay fever exploding,
wool socks on my feet,
coldplay on spotify,
almost yom kippur,
waiting for winter,
hopes for the world,
all my hopes, all my fears,
all my wishes, all my memories,
all my grief and all my love,
and this moment,
this moment, right now,
which is exactly as it is.