Drank a coffee too late in the day
Now am still up and want to play
There is nothing on the goggle box
Bordem is chasing like a hound after the fox
So I am here doing this instead
One more written before am dead.
It may not be my best attempt
It maybe just me trying to prempt
Overwhelming internal strife
Tearing apart my whole life
The rhythm of words arranged
Sooths my mind from deranged
The dance of meaning took a break
In this piece you can't mistake
That this is just me twiddling time
Away in creation of something mine
And so I guess I will leave it there
Hope y'all are well, I really do care.
©wrennie
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