patience is a virtue

I gather the unread books
filed up my bedside table
numbering the priorities
which should be on top
which should on the bottom
leave one or two
take the rest out of sight.

Why is it so easy to procrastinate
or is it indecision to choose?
I’m too selfish,
always wanting more.
Why can’t I nibble
one book at a time?

Tomorrow I will bring
only one fishing pole
to the river, wait for the fish,
wait for the fish. Wait…
one book on my lap.