Stealing second place
in my own heart
First is unoccupied
as of this writing

What have I earned
with this life so far
As if as if I could
earn another turn

Who to be who to be
today lies fallow
a willing partner
to whatever mischief

I and this scrambling fool
careening around my noggin
sipping too sweet coffee
dreading and scheming

Are concocting that will not
result with me here
writing earnestly
onto bottomlessness night