[Newspoetry] My Thinking Problem
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From: "Marcus Bales" <marcus at designerglass.com>
Date: 2004/04/07 Wed PM 12:52:05 CDT
To: newspoetry at lists.groogroo.com
Subject: [Newspoetry] My Thinking Problem
Found Poem: My Thinking Problem
It started out innocently
enough. I began to think
at parties now and then
"to loosen up."
Inevitably though,
one thought led to another, and soon
I was more than just a social thinker.
I began to think alone
"to relax,"
I told myself
though I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more
and more important to me
and finally I was thinking
all the time.
I even began to think
on the job. I knew
thinking and employment don't mix
but I couldn't stop myself.
I began to avoid
friends at lunchtime
so I could read.
I often returned to the office
dizzied and confused,and asked
"What is it exactly we are doing here?"
I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker.
One day the boss called me in.
He said, "I like you --
and it hurts me to say this --
but your thinking has become a real problem.
If you don't stop thinking on the job
you'll have to find other work."
This gave me a lot to think about.
I went home early after that.
"Sweetheart," I confessed,
"I've been thinking..."
"I know you've been thinking
and if you don't stop,
I want a divorce!"
"But darling, it can't be that serious."
"It is that serious!
You think as much as, as
college professors,
and college professors don't make any money,
so if you keep on thinking we won't have any money!"
"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently,
and it went downhill from there.
Soon I'd had enough.
"I'm going to the library," I snarled
as I stomped out the door.
I was in the mood for some Nietzsche.
With NPR on the radio,
I roared into the parking lot and
ran up to the big glass doors.
They didn't open.
The library was closed.
To this day, I believe
that a Higher Power
was looking out for me that night.
As I sank to the ground clawing at
the unfeeling glass,
whimpering for Zarathustra,
I saw a poster --
you know the one:
"Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?"
A Thinker's Anonymous poster.
That's why I am what I am today:
a recovering thinker.
I never miss a TA meeting.
We watch noneducational videos --
last week it was "Porky's."
Then we share our experiences
about how we've avoided thinking since
the last meeting.
I still have my job,
and things are a lot better
at home, too.
Life just seemed ... easier,
somehow,
as soon as I stopped thinking.
Soon, I'll be able to
vote Republican.
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