Where the naked things are
and for a few mad moments
my mind goes slightly blank
“Is it any wonder?”
I tell myself
after all, I’ve been here all day
Not exactly productive
but certainly less than idle
My sweetheart can vouch for me
I’ve had a few ideas
that subsequently and promptly
left my mind
An addendum to an old adage
revisited and referenced
but hardly worth repeating now
An example to myself
of how well I can get off track
and a demonstration of eventual
inevitable return
Not completely satisfied
despite a modicum of success
I can feel myself actively resisting
a strong impulse
10:55pm
——
Blessed…
m(___)m
