Bills
There is a thing
That comes on time:
Bills that life brings
To suit the chimes.
No one can stop
The buzz of bills:
The endless drops,
Frenzy that fills.
Bills and more bills
In surge of stay:
Never quite still
With awkward say.
I try my best
To stay on top:
Yet bills spark quest
To sum non-stop!
What can I do
To own less bills?
Perhaps to woo,
Control lame will!
Till then, I sigh
With mundane grief:
Bills dilute highs
In measures brief.
Leon Enriquez
19 August 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
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