“Nothing” makes me happy.

When I have “nothing” to do,

I do it well and suffer my success.

Failure, I suffer equaliberally

When I do something.

So I sit and hibernate in bliss,

Until the nothingness comes again to comfort me.

I practice this:

Doing “nothing,”

Til I have perfected it,

Til “nothing” is left undone,

Til “nothing” makes me happy once again.

-jenn