Problem.
i’m already running out of steam.
is that okay?
i’m sorry.
a life well lived has days
without hours to process
compost
compose
and produce
my best work,
bangers only.
i can’t live like that.

a 100% speedrun
no longer matches
my rest-focused approach.
Is there a way to do both?

Solution.
Flexibility.
What is a poem?
Two lines.
One line.
Thoughts.
Feelings.
Imagery.
Sentences.
Fragments.
Lists.

What is good enough?
Is it deep?
Is it funny?
Relatable?
Specific?

I don’t think I did my stretches today, either.