Wondering (C) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Chagrined, my report gone, sternly informed of my
messing up an electronic questionnaire, redid report,
profusely apologised for my bad replies, marking all
Extremely Unsatisfactory in confusion, the question
order wrong, negative option first - it’s customary to
offer positive option first, ticked first box for all

Packing books in the store, messing up my Spartan
colleague’s perfect order; changed my font to blue –
my last 2 documents gone also – muscle spasms in
my right eye - if I were in my right mind I would have
gone home for a nice lie down; softly my colleagues
discuss their happy lives – out comes my credit card

In order to lift my mind I buy leaning Tower of Pisa &
beautiful Eiffel Tower Room Décor for my daughter’s
room, transparent fabric & lovely silver glitter ribbon
for myself - but while settling comfortably I’m given a
French letter to the President: so another challenge
to tax my dark-hole brain to the utmost; I sigh while

Starting on the new translation project - wondering
whether I’ll ever acquire the ability to concentrate
on one thing at a time and conquer Weltschmerz
and existential Angst marring my life…