Wellness

Time rewound and leapt ahead
Skipped a day bound to my bed
Flying be a colored scene
Staring at a tiny screen
Repeated passage reopened wound
Sounds drowned in a tiny room
Wellness escaped from present tense
Rest is needed forward hence

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.