who wants to get stuck in
somebody else’s doldrums?
is kind of rhetorical because
how many of us, and with
intention (good or bad),
take up residence in the
troubled neighborhoods
that are other people’s
seemingly unsolvable
problems. oh tortured
poet that is myself, use
your own capacity to dig
yourself out of this one. and,
until you’ve escaped in real life,
find some mind-tingling pretend
paradise in which you might
grandly research, taking copious
and effervescent notes which you
might dangle before you, in an
effort to hide your foul aura.
