Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

I am Sloth Like

I have neither the time, wherewithal or energy to find myself again
Lost in the bowels of my hovel, I am too exhausted to begin the hunt
Piles of clothing, empty boxes, bags of junk, have immobilized me
If I was younger, if I had more energy, if I had more time.

Excuses keep me immobile, immovable, in a sloth-like state
How did this place get to be such a hoarder’s nightmare?
My breathing is difficult in coming, I feel sick most of the time
The real me died a long time ago, under this disgusting meat suit

I am too sick, my arthritis is kicking in, I can feel my asthma
More excuses, I stop writing, I stop painting, I sit in a recliner
Clicking a TV remote over and over and over
Binge watching TV shows that put me to sleep

After my nap, I might begin, I think, but I do not
I am lost, in the bowels of inertia and lethargic apathy.
The new me is no go-getter, more of a me-loser.
If I do not want to lose myself completely, I had better change.

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William HAYNES March 22, 2025 at 9:46 PM YOU nailed my place dead-on. I thought I was the only one/ tomorrow we'll take care of it tomorrow. Truly enjoyed the read Caren Krutsinger March 23, 2025 at 3:01 AM I cannot get mine done in one mere day William; I am impressed!

Ilene Bauer March 22, 2025 at 1:42 PM hey caren! i don't see your usual humor in this poem, so i hope things aren't really as bleak as you've described them. your poetry and your painting are just waiting for new additions, so it's time to get off your butt (hope that's not too harsh!) and get back to work. you have many fans... Caren Krutsinger March 23, 2025 at 3:02 AM I really kind of need a kick in the pants Ilene, why don't you get your petootsie to Kansas?