Regularity

I woke up in the afternoon
And felt so tired of being me
That I became an autumn leaf.

By evening I was tired
Of floating around
In the slight breeze
And became the shadow
Of a lamp post.

As night fell,
The trampling feet
That walked over me...
Over and over again,
Broke me beyond repair.
I started oozing out light.

All the light
Stored inside me
For the next Light Donation Camp
Came out and drenched the road.

By morning
I dragged myself to bed
And signed a Peace Treaty
With the Universe.