Wednesday, February 24, 2021

why - poem

 why do i do it?

is it boredom?

it's not done when working.

rarely done outside the home.

no real pressure.

do i seek the managable stress?

perhaps.

it makes me fidget.

active, mentally, creatively, thinking, planning.

head spins, spinny.

i ache, i pain. tooth, back, hip.

i love,

then i'm agitated.

stressed, busy

so much to do, so little done

where the time go?

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