darker times than these

have crossed minds over centuries

wondering how you’ve missed

the wherewithal-they haven’t shared any

 

looking at your wrists

scarred wrens on a velvet painting

ok if they insist

getting on with doings

 

even if it’s for naught

even if it’s in vain

for just being caught by vesuvius

with your fingers in your pants

 

we’re built for work

and naps

let julio cortazar

give us our energy back