~
I inhabit a peculiar space
lying somewhere between
unwilling procrastination
and latent impetuosity,
once I begin, there must be
a conclusion, nothing left
undecided or hanging by
a thread, abandonment is
alien to me, I must finish
what I start, even if I
become disenchanted
en-route forfeiting any
satisfaction anticipated,
often the joy of completion
is tempered by the stark
foreboding of the next
emerging project, which
has secretly infiltrated
the precious sanctity
of my peculiar space,
and so my wheel turns
*
© Graham R Sherwood 10/26
