Monday, January 21, 2019

MetaMood


Next to the fire
Gazing at the snow 
Cave’s Rings of Saturn in my ear
Russell’s In Praise of Idleness on my mind.
(contents forgotten but refrain and title endures)

A swirling, unstable mental state hovering over the omnipresent, guilt-inducing
List of Things-to-Do
(luckily, none urgent or mood appropriate).
Three cups of coffee, belly full, and a contrarian urge to bask in that Idleness.
My leisure marred by the petulant tug of responsibility.

Or is it?
How else to appreciate the contemplation of this moment?

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