This way and that

This way and that, as if,
like a wave in a bowl of water,
motion is contained and governed by simple rules,
my thoughts tend to cover and re-cover the same few points.

Some are questions:
-How do I make those pixels on the screen
stop doing that annoying thing, and instead
follow my intent to a completed task?
-What magic word can I say to myself that will,
finally, align my actions with my promises?
-Will I ever see you again, and why do I want to?

Some are resolutions:
-I'm going to stay at my desk until those pixels
are wrangled into compliance.
-I will be better about not promising
things I can't or don't want to do,
and focus on keeping the promises I make room for.
-I will forget you.

Some are wishes:
-I would love to be doing something not involving desks, or pixels.
Maybe instead, something involving dirt, and pens.
-Please oh Bountiful Chance, show me a promise
I will have Joy in the making.
-May I remember myself as always
a true friend to you.

The water is still, now.