(add on to what I've begun if you feel so inspired. :)

I sit here, naked,
And shivering
In my light
I try to understand
The demand
Of this turning
And turning
Into the day,
Into the night…
Each instance
A play by play
With a footnote:
This time it’ll
Be different.
No. TRY
Something different.
So, these words
Drip from my lips
Thick with effort
They move and glide
Trying.
Trying not to slide,
They arrive full
Of this light
I find inside.