I saw it but never brought it out.
I saw it in my head: myself, or any woman,
staring down, listless, overwhelmed.
I saw the vision, the snapshot of my condition:
screens and things and beings
all pulling for my attention.
And the woman, me, sitting listless,
staring, eyes cast down,face lit
by a computer screen and all the things
that needed my attention, at least in seemed.
I ask myself, not the woman in that scene,
why and how I spend my time, why so many things
that take me away from genuine means?
That was then, that scene passed.
I won’t look back, for too long anyhow.
No more listless; today, I’m overwhelmed
only by the wonders of this life that I choose now.