Room Temperature

 

Room Temperature

 

I am searching for equilibrium
A balance to my life
Where change, although undeniable
Is imperceptible
Where standing still means
I’m still standing
I know it is too much to ask 

 

Allow me then, these few precious moments
To listen
As my breath flows
In and out, in and out
As my blood pulses through me
Melodious and hypnotic
In these few precious moments
Let me reach homeostasis

 

 I want to feel room temperature
Blend in with my surroundings
Unnoticeable to the naked eye
If only to see clearly again
To think clearly again
To remember me, again

 

©Deena Remiel, 2010.