i woke up today, just a few minutes ago actually, shortly after 8 a.m., struggling to get free from my blankets. i scrambled to my desk to turn my laptop on, shuffling through inkless pens and broken pencils to find one that worked to write some words i could remember on a post-it note that was just sitting there. and finally, when the new text document screen popped up, i wrote these words down…

and when your skin is old and drying,
ravaged by the sun’s rays
i will be on the beach beside you,
rubbing sun screen on your legs
no i won’t then have forgotten
the pink strap of your summer dress
though your back may then be bending,
i will carry you if you wish

i know now that i need a notebook on my bedside, and i must write… i must write… i must write.