morning depression
she lies motionless in bed
i should get up, go to church
she remains motionless
for two hours more
left leg dangling
over the edge
i wish i had gone to church
hours go by
she sits up
homework. i have homework
i should do that
ten minutes
to slide off her bed
walk to the desk
and pick up her books
one hour spent
struggling through the words
what is this?
i' don't understant
i wish i went to church
a buzz
someone sends a picture
it's a lovely photo
she adjusts her phone's camera
and smiles widely
i don't look too bad today
maybe i’ll go running
feel as good as i look
but as she sends the photo
she wonders
if that was a pimple
or food in her teeth
no, wait, she hasn’t eaten yet
i should eat
then finish this
then run
five minutes later
her roommate finds her
lying in bed
motionless
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