Slept Alright
I've slept alright,
Until my hips and back pulse,
Tired of the inertia,
Brought by the rest,
I will move again today,
And start living,
Because the dead,
Are the only stagnant bodies,
The only decaying sort,
With all life can offer,
With its good and bad things,
I'll explore outside my door,
And take it a step at a time.