ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 9
MY STRUGGLE WITH MY WEIGHT
Mornings around here there is so much fog in the trees
it is like it isn't around here at all. The fog confers
with the upslope and downslope and is not upset that it
must simply vanish when the sun achieves a certain
strength. But I was saying that in the midst of all this
legs have a definite heft, after so many steps they get
hard to move, I'm panting. And my arms, they're no bet-
ter, my head must be held up, can't just allow it to sag,
even my insides, my liver say, there is a noticeable
presence in there, and I can feel it slop around, I need
to carry it with me, there is no way to lighten the load.
And here I am out in the woods x distance from the house,
worn out, feeling I've had it, just want to be home, but
it will take y amount of energy to get me there, and
where will it come from? And say I do get home, likely
as not it's already night, late, the guest can be heard
in his corner of the house playing the guitar sadly, this
has happened before, he'll get through it, but how much
sleep does a person need, is it proportional to weight or
to loss or to what?