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JOURNAL #20

the discomfort of where

drowns this latest moment of Zen

a headache's trickery

must lend its generous slant

rather quite solemn am I

I must admit

just before I gather more raw

with my shuffled repose

one ache

two aches

three aches or five

what does it really matter

its only the shell

talking to the inner me

that's the one that really counts

yet in a number of unforgettable ways

it can hurt the soul when one becomes

far too human

with such reflection from the spirit

all true growth is learned

but first one has to listen

well, I'm listening now

my soul

'ole giddy, wise one

that it is

directs its failing host

( I mean my body that is)

to go to sleep

the day was long

a carbon copy of umpteen others

ah, but this plum full tedium of

every known monotony

ferociously ate up

nearly all my 'Good Humor'

and to think some ironic

ice cream company named one of

its clever chocolate concoctions

on a stick just that 'Good Humor'

perhaps then I should go fetch

myself some

but no, I don't believe I shall

as chocolate has such a mean, sneaky

way of making me far fatter than I

would like to be

well

chipper is the skipper

who tosses his little boat

right out of the sea...............

(June 1, 1999)










Author's Notes/Comments: 

depression bleeding through somewhat.

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