procrastination

i seek for meanings the ideas that i nurse
from birth until they're written give me pause
from this hard work i seek refuge in verse
and create when i should examine cause
choosing the words refining now the rhyme
keeps me from cogitating theory
takes up my mind takes up my working time
and is not something of which i seem to weary
haiku or sonnet or villanelle indited
i turn not to my work but to another
the reward is that my soul's requited
while to concentrate on theory is a bother
this way i find by far the best to shirk
but still and all i have to do the work