the learning laboratory at the end of the universe

i have returned

it is the monday of life
the morning of mind
the end of vacation

the soul awakens to a bird song
or something in the elevator shaft
that's not quite right

the mind's alert
it seems
it notices a craving for caffein
for nicotine

nothing registers on the topics
of sex
or rock and roll

i hear long walks
green tea
and bach

it should be enough