there is a certain perverse joy
in sitting and staring at a wall
with no concern, no thought
no fear of the future at all
even if the future is crawling
after you at its slow pace
you can just sit and stare at your wall
just resign from the rat race
the art of doing nothing
it takes years to master
but once you've got the hang of it
you can do nothing faster
stare at walls long enough
the walls start staring back at you
when you want to do nothing
there is nothing you can do
