Nothingness
all sorts
of vise grips
tightening freedom
hindering lingering
clamping rest
choking life
keep me on the move
doing something else
to check another box:
done!
I want some
nothingness
and with it
I’ll take
a cup of hot tea
a book
a journal
a pen
a comfy chair
and two wet noses
by a blazing fireplace
savoring each moment
cherishing the warmth
of the deep
peace