There's only one true way of getting back into the swing,
grab a rope and fly.
Any string will do.
Take it with both hands and find the nearest arc
to swing from and
Fall feet first, same routine
Alone won't work - anti-social isn't
the cure. Wallowing in self-pity brings heaps of
Move forward -
one foot ahead of the other or
if in the mood,
skip along and hum a tune. Any favorite will work,
mumble the words, make up your own.
Bring on the laughs.
Only the heart muscle yearns for levity -
it has seen
to run, skip, jump,
suck in all the oxygen allowed.
Ignore the gloomies at all costs. Read
but more importantly, hang with people,
living human beings
Poison is the cure.