Once Per Day
Prescription: one emotion per day.
No more,
No less.
To be felt as convenient,
And appropriate for time and place.
Then, of course, a rest.
Perhaps you’ll take one hit of rage.
Will that fire in your belly
Soothe the ache of what’s I felt?
Will righteous indignation
Make the icy indifference melt?
Or maybe simple joy,
A smile at things unsaid.
It’s possible this shiny toy of feeling
Could take up in your head.
Will a lilt of laughter,
Or dreams of happy ever after
Be your feeling for the day?
(Could you keep this one, always?)
Maybe take relief.
Take time to sigh, time for belief
That this is done,
That that’s enough.
You don’t need to feel this stuff.
You can thrive on just one of these,
‘Til the day is done.
No overwhelming, intricate agonies.
Just a simple dose of one.
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