Wednesday's gone
the clock ticks on
and on and it gets
on my nerves.
I
can't add more sand to the hourglass
sometimes I feel so powerless,

****, eh?
listen
with one touch of my finger
I turned on the kettle,
sometimes life is so good.

tries to hold on
but
ok
time to
unscramble,
make coffee and such
get back in touch
with my inner child.