Does my life need a Restart?
I watched an embryonic
ego unfold.
Bean Counters say
miles of paper clips lead
to the Promised Land.
I prefer the rectified level
of serenity
to the roller coaster ride
of happiness.
There was a time in my existence
when I squandered my subsistence
and lost all my resistance.
But –
Abandoning ourselves to shrinks
takes away life’s adventure.
Posted by: John | February 4, 2014
No Roller Coaster
Posted in Poetry
What are your thoughts?