#procrastinate
There's this feeling in my Gut
That tells me
I need to move
There's this silence in my bones that refuses
I'm rushed
So I sit down
And
Wait
Wait for what?
There are a million things I urgently need to accomplish
Why can I not do them?
Because I am immobile
Productivity? Anything but
I find no enjoyment
There is no reward
In doing
Nothing
So why?
Because
There is this silence in my bones
that
R e f u s e s
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 12:35 AM UTC
I need to eat
Why do I forget?
Such a menial task,
So simple, mundane,
I want to, I try,
I just don’t know when,
Why don’t I know?
Why can’t I act?
Just to get up, cook,
Buy, heat up,
It’s so easy, necessary,
Difficult to my mind
The struggle is real
I need to remind myself
“Don’t forget to eat”
“Watch the time”
“Take care of yourself”
“You worry my mind”
I’m sorry, I try,
I promise I do
I set the clock, the time,
I plan, I prep,
It’s just so much, difficult, unkind,
I’m sorry I forget, procrastinate,
Fall behind.
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 2:23 PM UTC
i'm a procrastinator
barely getting anything done
my body's a traitor
never waking up and finish things
but i guess procrastinators
can be described in a beautiful way too-
procrastinating
is like
when the tides fall back
and
the path between the islands appears
guides us
as we leave footprints along the path
as the sun sets
and the moon gives a soft glow
and we wash away our regrets
and finish our little trek
<3
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 9:08 AM UTC
Am I writing this to procrastinate,
Or perhaps I am finally finding time to ruminate?
Perhaps a bit of both.
Maybe I am simply just doing a finger warm up.
I don’t really want to tackle this essay,
nobody ever does—
but what’s the other option?
Ponder, weigh, assess;
Speculate all the decisions I’ve made in my life
All the missed opportunities.
Missed people. Missed memories.
Missed apologies? Mistakes?
I am just writing this to procrastinate.
Mar 20, 2024
Mar 20, 2024 at 2:30 AM UTC
i want to be able
to turn things in on time
and not wait until last minute
but my problem
is that i procrastinate on everything
which is why i'm writing this poem
now
instead of working on homework
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 9:25 PM UTC
When day breaks,
And might should come,
But nothing,
Nothing but
Nothing.
When noon marches,
And the sheets feel heavy,
The air of the room
Fastening you
Down.
Then night settles in,
And your bones buzz,
And your muse says
"Tomorrow
And
Tomorrow
And..."
Wait
That's something else.
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 11:00 AM UTC
I'm not sleepy, and there ai
n't no place
I'm going to, this is it now, … then I come again, return,
interrupting my self with crosscurrents,
these are those
riptides in opposing forces shifting
enemies
to good fellow earthling survivors, spinning in the system,
pole to pole and back
never the same river twice,
but always the pattern,
meandering,
serpentine, path of least resisting
we know we are of the samesame value,
goodwise. truewise freemade with a will
to live in happy, the state of mind,
ever after all of that…
from now on
whatever ever changes, we are
in the mix,
this is id est time-ated, tict to
silent breathing commas,
in our mutual mind space
aloud
at any given instant
or moment, moment
works instant in season
out of season,
how did you make sense of that?
This way, right.
I knew at the moment then it was past,
this is ever after, never the same,
fluid-ity enticed to artifice interfaces,
knows to gnose, epistemic tehkne
sci-psy-psi
with use, knowing takes on a second nature,
less guessing, let the cloud calculate the tip, wait
what is this tip, this social debt, I owe the server?
Stupid question, certain
impulses
urge me to declare, look it up, but you know,
if you were the server,
you know…
if you were the aimer,
you know,
if you were the trigger, you wait
to be the joke that starts the whole world laughing.
------
Survival of the we-ity bits of wits,
was we an effort
to imagine?
We, the idea. Who imagined that?
I could not form an image,
imagine, yes
form, in form fit an
i-dea
ology **** where did she come from,
wait, is she the mother of all living?
who told this story, after whatever
resulted in now,
when we know, we all are related,
matrilineally,
mom-wise,
...?
if we were to reason, for a moment,
of the expansive sort, see
without the knack for vision my
people
perish. So seeing eyes and hearing ears,
goodsense forethought, backup
senses
great ideas in the ongoing perfection
of ever after,
post Disney ification of the servant corp,
and creds to Berners-Lee and the CERN
concern for how ideas may
evolve from necessity inventing
Frank Zappa in time to fix Romania's budget.
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 1:47 AM UTC
Still in time.
Or so I thought.
Fooled.
Overwhelmed by an emotion of unwanted desire,
Knowing there’s an island on the other side.
But
Fooled by fear
I drown slowly
In a calm despair.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 11:32 AM UTC
I know there are chores to be done
Laundry pile is growing large and looming
The corner of my room overcrowded
Bin sits and as I wait it's blooming
I fear there be dishes in the sink
If I listen close I can hear
Cry out my name shamelessly
I try not to get too near
I am not blind to the layer of dust
All objects on my bedside table
Mom wasn't lying when she remarked
"This coated house is disgusting!"
"It looks like a stable!"
But don't feel like doing anything
Washing dishes
Or clothes
Or cleaning
I think I'll just lose myself
Some deeper meaning
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
Escape ,
that's what I would do
when things would get tough.
I would binge,
dream, eat, read & scroll.
I would create another world
where I would live,
free to be.
The place I would
forget about my happenings,
but this was not reality.
I would procrastinate and escape,
but my reality would await
to cuff me away.
With every escape,
my reality would become
a struggle to face
To everyone I was living life
but was I?
For my body was anchored to this world
While my head flew to another
Then came a time
When I no longer wanted to hide
Even though I knew
I did not have the appetite
Because my reality had
become so hard to emotionally swallow
But there was no choice
but to face
Courage
Step by Step
Patience through it all
Change finally came across
And my reality had become a better place
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 6:38 PM UTC
Procrastination
Is some kind of action
Which needs no talent
Nor does it need passion
Procrastination
Time is always delayed
Meetings are always postponed
It gets nothing accomplished
Procrastination
The silent thief of time
Leaves no trace nor sign
In the end you'll fall behind
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 6:11 PM UTC
Everything under the sun
Seems fun
When work needs to be done
Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
There's always a "motivation" in my mind to accomplish my laziness.
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 8:08 AM UTC
perfection is something
I cannot attain
and so here I sit
procrastinating
watching time tick away
the hours I could use
but they've all
wasted away
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
I dropped out of college one month in.
I quit two jobs over text.
I only retrieved half of my belongings after moving out of my parents house.
My library card was cancelled because I never returned the DVD I rented, because I never watched it.
My exes all still have at least two articles of my clothing because I told them I'd come get them. I intended to. I just never got around to it.
I started to write a suicide note.
I just never knew how to
end
it.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
I ask you questions
To get answers
And to better understand
So I don't seem nervous;
Yet I am still uneasy
Because I am prepared to fail
Rather than succeed.
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
there's a stir in my heart
feels like having a fit
what to do about it?
i don't know where to start
i'll just sit for a bit
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 9:22 PM UTC
Procrastination… by Jessie 2/07
I’ve sat…I’ve thought…Then thought some more
Strategically dissecting every move
Looking from every angle
Contemplating the task at hand
It’s evident what needs done
As I solidify my stand
Motivated by end results
Charged in anticipation
I’m getting ready to get ready
But first, I’ll review my notes
Never put off until tomorrow
One of my favorite quotes
I’m pretty sure the plan is good
As I check it five more times
Tentatively reluctant
I’ll sleep on it tonight
Bright and early tomorrow
The time should then be right
I’ve eaten breakfast
Had a bath
Feeling strong and sure
Confidant, dedicated, prepared
Wait one minute, what is this?
Something just seems weird
Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to wait
Let’s give it one more day
What’s the rush?
Let’s think this through
Clearer days tomorrow
When plans can be made new
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC
Something always present
But never seen
A presence that drags and pulls
At your very being
It dictates your actions and captures you
In its' thrall
It causes deaths and removes ideas'
As you walk, covered in its' shawl
It blocks out everything
Emptying the mind
Controlling the entire body
Making one blind
Boredom is an assassin
Of the creative soul
But is a creator and leader
for some in a hole
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 7:37 PM UTC
Procrastinate
It's when you wait
To do the things
You truly hate.
WORK CAN'T WAIT
Your conscious yells.
Instead you ponder
'bout cow bells.
Cuz if we need
Bells for our cows,
Why not small kids
Who wander 'round?
Kids that're smelly,
have round bellies
and seem to always
be cryin' and yelling?
At this point
You look to the fan
And see a fat fly
You wonder when it's gunna die
But your lazy cat,
Who has lazily sat
On the laziest looking mat,
Jumps like a boss
and with a paw toss
Swipes that fly
Into your left eye.
Right after the hit,
You scream...
**FU<KING ****
WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?**
Now as you're half blind
A series of thoughts
Pop into your mind.
*What if you die...?
All because of the fly?
What if it landed
In some ****
What if that ****
Is now in you?
You could get malaria...
Get lost in hysteria...
Nothing seems clear
Will you now never know
If Justin Bieber's queer?*
Procrastination
Is when you wait
To do the things
You truly hate
But if you take
Too long to start
Karma bites you
In the ****
AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER!
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 2:29 PM UTC
Should I procrastinate now?
I really don't know how,
Time to procrastinate later,
Time is our life manipulator,
Yes, I'll write this now out-of-dater,
Plenty of time to procrastinate later.
Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC