As Best We Can [r] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

REALLY? - Tomorrow I shall clean my work station -
DO YOU PROMISE? - I shall wash my cups, surely -
OH PLEASE, WHERE HAVE I HEARD THAT BEFORE –
And print out my Performance Agreement - STOP, YOU
ARE MAKING ME NAUSEOUS, UGH, FOR THE 2nd TIME
IN THE SAME YEAR, IT'S DISGUSTING - I know

But as soon as it’s done we can relax again, just put the
old brain on cruise and coast through life: YOU CALL
THIS EMPTY EXISTENCE CRUISING? IT'S MORE
LIKE HELL THAN ANYTHING ELSE! – Now, don’t be
melodramatic, after the fact it all seems like a laugh –
YES, BUT DURING THE FACT IT'S HORRIBLE! –

What can We do, we have to muddle through, with or
without joy so let’s prepare with joy even if it’s pain-
ful in the act, let’s wait till it’s over and then rejoice
again – OH, WHY NOT, WE ONLY HAVE TO DIE
ONCE – Yes, you little pest, & the dying still has
to be done so let’s live life as best we can…