What is this prickly feeling Monday brings,
this troubling stinging deep in my tummy
causing my face to warp, my tongue to sing
verses sharp with acid curses to my
fellow drivers, my cohorts glum at their
desks? Could it be a craving for caffeine
even after five cups? Gorging sugar
donuts? Am I simply grotesque and mean
because I’m insecure? Will cigarettes
help me forget tingling tickles within
this prickle? No. I know! I’ll pirouette
and dance with joy! But how do I begin
to gain this cure, this loving sensation?
Ah! Once again: prayer and meditation.
Roger Armbrust
February 20, 2012
