I woke with confidence woke with restlessness
woke with a sense that I must work ceaselessly
that I must not cease the working if I want breakfast
I must make it if I want a book I must write it if I want
a mountain I must get in the dirt with my tiny shovel
digging the hole it comes from. If my friend says not
to tell anyone about her surgery and yet she posts
about it on her many social media accounts I must
be spending too much time on social media
accounting for the things that do not need a counter.
The writers say they do not do birthday parties
or playdates the writers say they alienate
their friends there is nothing more important
than the doing there is nothing more to make
of the time than the time to have done the most.