monday funk

I don’t feel inspiring today.
And I don’t feel inspired.
I feel tired.
It’s a Monday,
and the house is a mess.

I’m whispering,
“Isaiah, please, please, please
go back to sleep.”

There’s probably something
I could do
to lift the doldrums.
Enjoy nature —
but it’s too hot.
Read a book —
but I don’t feel like thinking.
Write a good poem.

I write a bad one instead.

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  1. We all have this feeling once and awhile.

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