Now the Phone Is Ringing
Everything is urgent!
(At least it seems this way.)
She’s late for work.
Our dog is pacing and ready for a walk.
I’m trying to write but am distracted by thoughts;
counting out my tasks for the day.
I hear the garage door close,
then the ping of my first text.
I notice my dog staring at the door
just before collapsing into a heap.
I’m tempted to join this parade,
just drop what I’m trying to do
and instead start responding to email.
Next I pause and stare into the distance,
attempting not to think and just breathe.
No matter what I must do,
this day will be demanding,
but first I will finish what I’m…
Wait!
Now the phone is ringing.
It’s my sister.
Maybe I should take this call.
“Distractions, for me, are a good thing, not a negative.”
This poem was written on May 30, 2023.
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