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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