I’d like to engage with something other than grief

Just for a respite, a Sabbath, a bit of relief.

Perhaps I’ll take down my Christmas wreath!

But why be hasty, this late January day?

I haven’t the energy to do much anyway.

When February comes, I’m sure I’ll be fine,

Once this tangled chaos in my head gets itself aligned.

I’ll be productive and cheerful and patient and kind.

I’ll make solid decisions and stop changing my mind.

For now, just some green tea with honey would be divine.

Tangled Chaos in My Mind

Tangled Chaos in My Head