Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Fitbit Villanelle

Everyday, I list my eats,
estimating the calories very roughly.
I also count my sleep.
Each morning, I read my Fitbit app,
which gives me steps and miles correctly
(but I don’t type in my eats).
It even plots my movements on a map
shows me when my heart thumps toughly,
and evaluates my sleep—
light, deep, and REM bo peep.
And it registers when I’m abruptly
wakened—maybe by my eats,
unsettled, so I’m tossing on my sheets
because I’m feeling achy in my tummy.
And sometimes I can’t sleep
for thinking of the stuff still on my plate:
Oh, Little Bo Peep, where are your sheep?
So everyday, I list my eats.
I also count my sleep.