Organized
Blocks of time
Each filled with
A measured amount.
Block 5
Block 6
Block 7
Block 8
Each packed
With its Maps
And ‘To Do Lists’
Tired,
I see the end
But it’s not
Close enough
I ache for time
Reaching toward a break
In the rush
But I can’t
Pause
Breath
Next step
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
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1 comment:
yay poem buddy! i love this - i've already told you what I like about it. poem exchange/collaboration at 12:30 at night is a beautiful thing.
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