Employment: Silliness

And, what else?
What is in store for me today?
I’ve covered so much ground
But it’s never the same.

Maybe I move,
Perhaps the ground moves me,
I don’t really care,
I’ve forgotten all about it!

There’s just moving
And sitting still,
Standing up
And lying down,

Stretching
And contracting
And the space
In between;

But what is this space?
And, oh, I’m off again, aren’t I?
On another existential trek,
Another speculative romp!

I could well do without
These ridiculous digressions
But I can’t seem to help it,
Nor the true confession;

What a collection
I’ve here assembled,
Put together how?
And by whom?

And here I go again,
Asking silly questions
And getting no answers;
But that figures.