Slow Down, It’s Hospice

You’re not racing. You’re barely
Moving, you notice. And still,

You want to move more slowly,
And have even less to do.

Your free thoughts are all about
How your thoughts could be freer.

You’re drifting off and away,
Or would be, soon as you could,

If you didn’t work against
Yourself with your indulging

Of contrary fantasies,
How you need to keep writing,

How your remaining notions
Are better-off in motion.