Oldest friend, you’ve come to visit again
I hear business is enticingly dreary
you must be so busy
tell me, what nightmare you bring or rather
which, of my foreshadowing’s fears
delivered you to me
procrastinating to overcome
futile Ennui
I must have triggered your envy
to find myself: despairing
at Anxiety’s
callous grip, once again.
© L. B. Mek
March 2021