STANDARD DEVIATION
Resting after a fall never means
not getting up at all, but resting just until
worries begin their flight.
And for that relief, all that is needed
is a down pillow, and high windows to deliver
a share of moon's ambient light.
Or is this break a dumbness
and excuse,
another silly respite
just to put vexations right?
With no more to lose, it is time now to fracture
useless worry.
This resolve places me handily
on the brink of happiness,
just at the door of delight,
neatly positioned at the edge of comfort.