Why Don’t You?

Where is he today?

Why are you still sitting on the couch?

Did you even get dressed?

I thought he was coming over,

Why is your sense of adventure nil?

Hormones are powerful but does the world not lull you?

Why are you so content with such idleness?

Don’t you feel the storm coming?

Don’t you hear the wind chimes angrily tinkling about;

something looms,  like a broom just hit the wasp’s nest,

Something is terribly wrong

I feel it coming,

Why don’t you?

 

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