A Ringing Reminder

I kept reminding myself

of myself too much,

and became a little

too aware of

the way I kept ringing

in the background

of everything I did

or did not do;

I began putting myself

on snooze a lot,

I am relieved that I

did not dismiss

myself entirely though,

or maybe it was the universe

that had me scheduled

for every day.

©Aaysid

“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar