it's the weekend,
and there's a whole bunch
of errands i need to run,
or else i will run out of food,
and like my wife likes to remind me,
chess isn't going to put
anything of sustenance on the table
i got a work email a few months ago,
but i never opened it,
not because i think it carried bad news,
it’s just, i didn’t want to deal with work at that time
because it was a friday, end of day,
and i thought i set up a reminder to check it the following monday,
but here it is, 3 months past,
and the invoice has come up overdue
surprisingly, i have responsibilities that i’ve been entrusted to take care of,
though it’s nothing really major,
in fact, most of my responsibilities are pretty boring and i’d rather not do them,
so i write this procrastination poem rather than actually do them,
and in a way, that kinda means i did them,
or one of them, at least
Fred Aiken Writing 