Maximum Whelm

How I dream of being just whelmed,

I can’t remember how it feels,

I’m marooned inside a realm,

of unachievable ordeals.

 

There’s no resting place or crutch,

the torment follows me around,

trouble whelms me much too much,

and there’s no solace to be found.

 

Please God let me be fourteen,

before the whelming was non-stop,

before it got too much to clean

up, with my bucket and my mop.