#mastication
I have around ten minutes left
before my day is working against me
I have plans to insulate my ascent
the timeline is set and the goal is not free
in the hour of waning present
And still I sit and monologue my soul
knowing its wasting precious time
writing poetry in a fish bowl
cashing in for another rhyme
-I have around 8 minutes left
Two faced over the phone in antics rhythm
-just around 4 minutes to close my case
counting every penny time has given
to add a little extra for me waste
A mind for reason and body for strength
and yet I focus on the cape
snobs in treason of chorus length
as if my rambling could help me escape
-I have one minute left
My time is up, and not even an hour
a bashful loom I hide in a vest
a pretty cup full of liquids sour
whether win or lose I am the best
-surely I will try again tomorrow
Jan 20
Jan 20, 2026 at 6:55 AM UTC
a virile
epicurean there
rival math
by their
dare that
vaccinate this
flaw while
back in
time their
tree was
shared and
with breadth
of human
involvement lain
this hedonist
an affect
in a
champion's quest
Mar 6, 2018
Mar 6, 2018 at 6:25 AM UTC