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Oct 2023
Cue the ticking
and then the ringing

as the metal trinket
vibrates

on the table
theΒ Β counter

eggs are done

or must we
put down the pen

as that  puts an end
to the test

and it's the pressure
the stress

of a time crunch
or crisis

that never fails us
when we swing

for the fences
swoosh for the stars

mixing and tripping
over our metaphors

in our relentless
pursuit of success
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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