Interesting Breakfast

I swallowed mediocrity today,
It slid down slowly but completely whole,
No fuss, no muss, frightenly digestible,
I became a true believer in my limitations, in gravity,
I was running in water and drowning in doubt,

Worshipping the youth that will soon no longer be mine,
The quickness I assume I will no longer embrace,
Enmeshed in the sticky cotton candy of lethargy,
I wondered why bother finishing this educational marathon,
Of history, science, philosophy, theory,
There will always be faster, smarter, more nimble others,
To carry the flame.

I could not flick my Bic today,
And so I wrapped myself tighter in the tangle,
Choosing not to fight against inertia,
Instead, choosing computer solitaire and a movie,
About people who climb mountains and die on peaks,
Refreshed.

September 1995 Copyright © 2002

Virginia Lee Sprague