I sit down and write,
What is it that I fright?
Is it the luxuries of luxuries?
or, the voids of times ?
Is it your un-phoned days?
or, those un-touched Mondays?
Is it your working hard for wining?
or, your absence in family dining?
Subjectivity of the answers surmount
but, do I need everything? I doubt.
Why do I think, you are getting into it?
When you feel, you will beat it.
Do I want to be treated like a princess?
Yes, but, only with Donne and his excess.