My Unplanned Plan

I made a plan
to make a plan
to help me not
forget the plan
that I was supposed to do.
I think it it was
a week or two
ago. You see.
I eat. I think.
I drink. I sleep.
I wake. I walk.
I talk. I wait.
I want. I need.
Then I thought.
Well.
What if I omit the crap
that somehow caught me in the trap.
Then I would have no need for plans,
agendas, missions, goals, or scans
of things that have not gone in the can
of all the things that did not pan
out. I see how free that one could be
if stripped of responsibility.
Yet.
I know that I must do what's right.
So I will enjoy at least one night
of my unplanned plan and then I'll write
a very short to-do-list.

Lyn Hernandez