So beautiful.
So sad.
So bored.
So bad?

A waste of time.
A waste of space.
Why did you wind up
In this place?

So many better
things to do
than sit around here
and just stew.

Time may seem endless
but it is not
It's ephemeral
it's all we've got

So use it wisely
Before it's gone
and only memories
carry on.

An Ode to My Toe

To my poor, pitiful, purpleish, painful, pounded, possibly broken toe:

I'm sorry my poor little toe
I promise that I did not know
When I kicked to close the cabinet door
That my foot would slip a little more
And somehow in a painful blow
Would pound my poor appendage so
Such lack of care
and lack of shoes
Has given now
my toe
the blues