I don’t wish to have a clear mind.
This week, I’d rather be distracted.
I can’t help but notice
when I dig in too deep
my hands come up filthy.
This week
I want to be shallow.
Barely skimming the surface
forgetting the roots
and
breaking away from the slog of self growth.
I don’t wish to be wise
or thoughtful
deep or
trustworthy.
I’m tired from the excavation
I need a vacation
from myself.
Next week you’ll find me
back in the grind
of propelling myself forward.
But for now
I’m gonna have to go ahead and cancel last minute
on the plans I’ve made
to become a better creature than I was before.