Myopic
Busy now
Doing nothing,
Yet somehow
Pull all strings.
Do I know
What to do?
Time does show
How naught woos.
Myopic touch
Tells in kind;
More than much
Bind that blinds.
Look beyond
A fast fling,
Not upon
What time brings.
Who can tell
What's busy?
Idle spells
Thoughts happy.
Wonder crafts
A strange poise:
Curious draft,
Surge of voice.
Why not be
A style fit?
Drop busy,
Warm wise wit.
Leon Enriquez
21 January 2019
Singapore
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