Don't Wanna!

I’m having a

Don’t wanna do it day.

Which means

Pretty much everything

I should wanna do

I don’t wanna do.

It’s a tantrum.

Don’t wanna.

Can’t make me.

Not gonna.

Foot stomp.

All right, I say

To my petulant

Five-year-old self.

What do you want to do?

But my lower lip

Is too far out

For me to reply.

Because – I don’t know…

Wanna’s are funny things.

They work mostly when

“Don’t” is in front of them.

“Do” changes the equation.

The temperature, the atmosphere.

Do requires effort, thought

Imagination.

And I don’t wanna

Do that either.

Hiding is best

When the don’t wanna’s

Attack.

Get under the comforter.

Close my eyes.

Lie perfectly still

Because all that is left is a nap.

Which is a problem

Because I don’t wanna.