Short Workworld Poems

Starting

Living in a world of guilt
Cross examining every thought
Slaughtering every thought
On which your world is built

Never gets you very far
You sit and wait
You watch and wait
To hit one under par

But you’ll get there one day
When you do something
When you start something
While your masochism is away

So maybe wait another week
To do something
To start something
And add a year to your losing streak