The Brink of Burnout
By Olive Toran

The needs they do
Exceed, the hands 
Capacity

Needs overflowing 
Over the arches
Of each
Finger
Spilling over
Onto the ground 
Where the 
Minds tends now
To tread

The needs
They
Exceed 
My hands capacity

So my heart
Chooses
To pick my mind's matter from off
The ground

For a reprise
A moment 
Of Stillness

Relaxation

A brief yet profound
Much
Desired

Moments 

Seconds I count
Them
Slowly

Moments of the mind
The body
Living in Internal

Peace