Life, right now.
by shalinijena
I am busy again.
Chop. Chop. Tick. Tick.
Work work.
Lets – get – it
Done. Done.
It was day when I left
and I haven’t looked out my window since.
Shit.
Its already night fall
Past 9.
What a life.
I have none, they say.
I like it.
I like it.
Chop chop. Some more.
A little more. Lets get it.
Done. done.
Tick. Tick.
I sit.
Staring at the screen,
the blue light that its emanating.
All my world,
the meaning, the comprehension,
the joke and the leisure.
Its all here.
And I can see it,
through this blue light that’s emanating.
Oh.
Wait.
No. no.
That wasn’t the point of it all.
Was it?
Chop –
No. Wait. Stop!
I don’t want to chop anymore.
Do I?
Don’t I?
Adrenaline rushing.
Click. Click.
Happy – sad?
Don’t know. Don’t know.
Shhhh. I wanna think.
I think?
———–
Tick. Tick.
Blink.
Think.
———-
Fuck it.
I am busy again.
Chop, chop.
Tick. Tick.
Lets get it.
Done. done.
That’s a good poem! I loved the part in which you talk about how you try to think but have to get busy again and therefore, leave the ‘thinking’ for later.
Nice 🙂 loved it..
thank you 🙂