a( )rest

In a dust cloud of uncertainty, I wait for things to settle.  This vortex that surrounds me, embraces me and holds me in this moment, and I have no choice but to watch and see.  My body still weak, it aches for rest, but my mind, ever vigilant against the slippery slope of sloth eyes the desire cautiously.  I cannot help but submit.  To the pain, the urge, the hope that upon waking it will all have disappeared.