Angst

Sometimes I just don't know
Something is wrong.
Is it work?  No, I have none.
Is it unemployment? No.
Is it being alone? No, I choose that.
Such dissatisfaction.
A zen dissatisfaction.
Inchoate.
Undefined.
I sit with it.
I wait to be enlightened.
Nothing.
Everything.
Sorrow.
Today I hurt myself.