Just Grooving

 

So many days like this, now,

minimal responsibility,

good food, beautiful weather,

having accomplished something,

appreciating my temporary 

pleasure.

I get caught up in the world-wind

like everyone else.

Can’t avoid my friends, 

even as they flounder.

More and more I feel distance from

the tamasha…more and more it’s

someone else’s movie.

I need a third stanza here to finish,

not that I have that much to say.

Let’s just say: “and so it goes…”

Life goes on, as usual.