Can’t concentrate today;

All the little boxes on the forms

(that bring such color-coded, left-aligned

order to the world)

are just lines on a page.

And who cares if in a year, breakfast ends

at 9:00 or 9:15?  A difference only in strokes of ink,

it doesn’t translate.

Got questions out in the ether, emails sent

last week. Can’t continue till those answers come

and so I wait.  What good is busywork in a holding pattern

when you know that any minute now, you’ll get the call?

The meaning won’t descend

on these artificial deadlines for months

and while I know by then

the time for unpanicked thinking will be past,

I can’t convince myself to give the nod,

accept this contrived necessity as truth,

and do it now.


1 Comment

  1. freundlyfolk said,

    June 9, 2008 at 5:50 pm

    you’re so cute with your order and schedules and whatnot.

    (me likey the writing! please to be keeping it up!)

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