The effort

It takes

To get up

The creaks

From the knees

That bend

Only with the help of hands

Using energy

Barely enough

To make them

Straight

Again

How easy it would be

Not to go on

During this day

Tempting with my body

Being dead weight

Not easy

Being alive

During this one

When I barely can summon

The spirit to function

CALDER WOLFE