Thinking about time again,
how I waste time thinking about her,
time that is, and then I get shitty
philosophy spasms, realizing
almost all of my time is spent
not being consciously focused
on the things I like to spend
my life doing, but rather,
I piddle and I piddle and I piddle
Like a shitty little Thanksgiving elf,
and I know why nothing is good
inside my mind, and time runs
by as I nurture the depression
which curdles all of my time.
#1 by artyelf on June 8, 2012 - 9:46 pm
Oh, I so identify with your words. I nurture my depression too, and lose way too much time.
Greetings from a fellow elf!
#2 by Carl on June 28, 2012 - 9:06 pm
Belatedly, thank you for your comment. I doomed myself for a while.
#3 by artyelf on June 28, 2012 - 9:13 pm
Well . . . I’m glad you are back!
#4 by Carl on July 10, 2012 - 8:53 pm
Thank you for your comment. I appreciate it.
#5 by Carl D'Agostino on June 9, 2012 - 6:14 pm
Writing is not piddle time though
#6 by Carl on June 28, 2012 - 9:06 pm
You are a wise man.
#7 by Find an Outlet on June 9, 2012 - 8:58 pm
You know the textbook phrase ‘you’re projecting’? They should add ‘you’re nurturing’ because we all do it. Despair is expansive and generous. We wipe the crud from its eyes and brush its tail and then curl up with it.
I had to look up ‘Thanksgiving elf’ and am still not entirely clear…probably because everything I read was by people who believe in such things and have their own definitions.
#8 by Carl on June 28, 2012 - 9:08 pm
Thank you for your comment as I reply after coming in from the dark. I’m not sure at all but Thanksgiving Elf felt like someone who gets excited for Thanksgiving, gets smothered and hides until after Christmas.
#9 by clinock on June 27, 2012 - 11:01 pm
Thank you for your visit and Follow at art rat cafe – I am honoured. Have been exploring your site and am quite taken by your writings – I will be back…
#10 by Carl on June 28, 2012 - 9:09 pm
I am the one who is honored, and I am lucky for your visit. Kind words keep me going.