Hanging around
Laid here, having a siesta,
Feels like I'm in the third trimester.
Waiting to pop, it feels like I can't stop
The feeling, the imminent squealing in my head
Leaves me reeling.
Half dead, I'm not quite there,
It feels like I've failed to prepare.
Hanging around, I hear every sound
My heartbeat, the dog scuffles
His feet.
Patience evaporates, I take a breath,
It feels like I'm waiting for Death.
Procrastination, all across the nation
Takes hold, my God I
Feel old .
What does it mean, to be in a hurry,
Why should I worry ?
Time is our keeper, don't waste her
Soon we'll meet the Grim Reaper.
Better get going then...
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