indeed the Lord is my Shepherd
but if he leadeth me to green pastures
it’s difficult to see them for the miles
and piles of neatly stacked papers
all waiting to be read or filed or
acted upon in ways I have long ago
intentionally forgotten
and even if I live a hundred years
lo and behold most of the stacks
will have crumbled into dust
hopefully long before I do
and that I suppose is the good news
