My mind shivering
Rising upon to a new day
Feeling grumpy without nicotine
Perhaps it now seeketh, a change
To feel like yesteryears
O’ is it a change of place or clime
that may do the trick
Or a holiday to break the routine
My mind shivering
Between two extremes
To be or not to be , to go or just hang in
Perhaps I shall one day find
My green pasture
Muddy with marsh mellow
My mind shivering
The mountain on one side
The lake on the other…
An intriguing foray into the realms of existential ennui.
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An engrossing, introspective, and philosophical poem.