pincushion

Standard

The drag from a 7 minute lunch

The push from no breakfast

The thrill of a lesson well taught

The lethargy from last night’s less than good sleep

The knowledge at the end of the day

Hey

We’re lucky

With all the pushes and pulls

Both outer and inner

I feel like a pincushion

I continue to feel the jabs of pain

In living moment to moment

Very carefully

slowly taking the pains

slowly taking the pains

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