My Life and I

Salvaging my tremulous existence, Squeezing my schizophrenic identity, Out of these sundered vicissitudes of life, I shrug the mortal coil of, This morbidly maudlin, Hamletian dilemma. I am and I am not, Reminiscing the excruciating visions, From the panorama of years left behind. I encounter weltschmerz, Waltzing within my wandering soul, Soul? Call it a

Coffee Talk . . .

“a group of alumni highly established in their careers, get together 2 visit their old university professor The conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life———offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups—porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, sum