Tuesday, June 17, 2008

On how to stop worrying and start living

the recluse thought of writing a gloomy poem,
but gave up
laughing at the futility of writing one.
and the recluse thought of not writing a gloomy poem,
but gave up
laughing at the futility of not writing one.

it struck him that if writing one is as futile as
not writing one,
then,
why dontya hang himself!

and from there on
the recluse thought about hanging himself.
but gave up
laughing at the futility of hanging himself.
and the recluse thought of not hanging himself,
but gave up
laughing at the futility of not hanging himself.

And from thereon
he thought of writing a gloomy poem.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Did you know that in early Christianity, one of the deadly sins 'sloth' was originally 'melancholy', sadness or depression- an incapacity to appreciate the goodness bestowed by God.

But you make a gloomy poem celebratory of the sorrow bestowed by the Lord. God bless you, wretched soul!

Baraka said...

"no eternal reward will forgive us now, for wasting the dawn".