A day of sleepy indolence
Of doleful drowsy lag
My whole existence had become
A bizarre tangential zag.
I'd not acheived a single thing
Nor made impressions big.
And if my life were not a zag,
PErhaps it was a zig!
No crowning love, nor telling deed,
No insight consequential;
Whether a zig or whether a zag,
For sure, it was tangential.