A Delightful Situation

As the world turns The will within burns Feelings of thought returns. Gluttony, ego, spite A slight bright bite On-site in plain sight No playwright No exit or stage-right. It was a terrible afternoon There was a fly in my soup and no soupspoon I felt like a werewolf howling at a full moon Images of a hellish cartoon of a baboon running with a harpoon Into a crowded commune gathered together on a pontoon Instead, I breathe in deeply and release all negativity Calmly direct my creativity of sensitivity Toward the waiters with proclivity And continue my talk on the theory of relativity. Desire and Aversion Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Date: 10/04/2022