not quite enough sun outside the window
and green upon green leaves both bright and dreary
from inside the living-place looking out
craving a cool sweet drink of stifling outside air
paralyzed from standing up by unknown freedom
this, the first day of the old nausea and the four walls
and the quietness outside the mind that rolls over and over
pondering efficiency, productivity, graceful relaxation
the desire to savor time but not waste it
or to fill up the day alone with all of the fun and wonderful
bits of entertainment that perhaps should be saved
and shared instead of used selfishly
where there are other things that must be more important to do
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