NaPoWriMo 6

I’m taking time to start my catch up as I’ve had the opportunity to spend a couple of hours on one computer that I’m familiar with.  But this time draws to a close so I think this will be my last post for today.  All of which has nothing to do with today’s poem.

It’s about not being interested and what the consequences might be of not challenging that status.

 

Not interested

It seems a shocking thing to admit

But

I’m just not interested.

I’m reassessing which is a sensible thing to do.

I’m re-appraising,

Re-considering,

Reviewing,

The prefix emphasising I’ve done these things before;

Which I have, many times.

But no matter in which direction I approach it

In what frame of mind

Whatever my physical or mental state

Whether quickly or via tortuous consideration

Exposition or introspection

I’m just not interested.

An uncomfortable conclusion;

It implies

Nay, strongly suggests

No. States.

I need to do something about it.

Moreover, that something

Can’t be self-destructive

Can’t be self-defeating

Can’t be forgotten about

Or, and this is my favourite

Thought about some more.

All of which run counter to previous behaviour.

Because it won’t go away

Until I do something that

Interests me.