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Something about “to pass the time” I couldn’t really hear Through the muffled cough And shuffled feet The sounds rush in and out Incomplete Somehow more beautiful for it Schedules personified, maybe His missed directions Do not preclude me There is equal value In inaction as its counterpart Balance, I suppose The oft referred key That never seems To make it off the ring So do not trouble me With your coffee cups Adrenaline-fueled charades Long unslumbered nights Grand parading lead by myriad prophecies -which one? The frantic scurrying of your claws As you dig, deeper, deeper Fiending for the lunar eyes That return curious, befuddled looks There’s a secret I never told you I don’t think he heard either As he left When you keep your mind sharp The only surprises you find Are the ones you don’t expect
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 9:31 PM UTC
To Pass the Time
Something about “to pass the time” I couldn’t really hear Through the muffled cough And shuffled feet The sounds rush in and out Incomplete Somehow more beautiful for it Schedules personified, maybe His missed directions Do not preclude me There is equal value In inaction as its counterpart Balance, I suppose The oft referred key That never seems To make it off the ring So do not trouble me With your coffee cups Adrenaline-fueled charades Long unslumbered nights Grand parading lead by myriad prophecies -which one? The frantic scurrying of your claws As you dig, deeper, deeper Fiending for the lunar eyes That return curious, befuddled looks There’s a secret I never told you I don’t think he heard either As he left When you keep your mind sharp The only surprises you find Are the ones you don’t expect
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 9:31 PM UTC
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