This is not procrastination
I haven’t been as mindful as I need or want
I can feel it in my mind and body
A misplaced alertness for things irrelevant
Sensations of toxic normality
Away from the grand scheme of things
Lost blinded in an ocean of detail
Not a grip on thoughts or feelings
Cognitive powers diluted frail
Paralysed by too much potential action
Picking one seemingly a cinch
My mind is toiling at tasks by the million
Whilst my body hasn’t moved an inch
Magritte would frame it and write
“This is not procrastination”
And the man would be totally right
It’s 21st century fretting without motion
All poems:
- A matt of bluebells and the wind in our hair
- Fruits of boredom
- Old love
- Priorities
- Yes yes yes, nod nod nod
- How much of you is what
- Don't do admiration
- Nothing really belongs to me
- Perfect people
- The 5th dimension
- The broken ones
- Sorry you're not sorry
- Call off the wild
- Where can the anger go?
- Adrift
- This is not procrastination
- 21st century haikus
- Nothing
- Paralysed