Life Taking Time
Pretending
contending to the rules
sitting on stools.
Thinking about life
and money.
Honey is for bees.
Somebody please
restrain the bear.
The glare of the sun
makes it hard to see
where I need to be.
Time and me,
we don’t always agree.
Because I need it now,
but how?
but when?
but where?
The glare
of the sun
sometimes
makes it hard
to bare,
to see,
to be.
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