The holiday has passed
And you have no motivation
To do the work you were supposed to do
Over a neat and balanced time frame.
(this piece now, this piece later will make a pleasant whole).
Now?
YOU MUST DO IT. NOWNOWNOW.
All in
one hard to swallow
gulp.
But
Instead
you decided to procrastinate.
It is like spring cleaning,
You don’t want to sweep the cobwebs from your mind
Nor scrub the gunk that has snuck in between your synapses.
No, AGH
Spring cleaning of the brain
Is the worst.
But you must!
And you will;
Before the cobwebs turn into
A forest of horror,
Before the gunk hardens to rock;
Before the spring cleaning turns into
A wasteland,
A Labyrinth.
Impossible to CLEAN –
Not even Ajax® can help you.
And you morph into a
mindless
Sagging
Zombie.
Perhaps…
You better get
a move on?