…and now as all noise abates
and the sunlight through the closed window
falls well on the white pages

and the warmth is not more than required
and the time of day incongruent
to food and sleep and friends

and now as each surrounding atom
aligns the way stars do
to signal the opportune moment to sail

I let the urge fill me completely and at its leisure
while thoughts of imminent productivity
beguile and deceive