No Looking Back
P r o c r a s t i n a t i o n
Seems doggedly determined
To anchor me to today;
Tells me to set sail tomorrow,
But I'm already on the ship.
She tightly tugs at my sleeve
Trying to trick yours truly
Into stopping to sniff her rose,
Into turning turtle mid-sea,
All for naught; now she asks...
"Why not wait out the weekend?"
Ha! I'm afraid it's too late for that.
I've reached a point of no return,
Propelled by powerful currents;
There's no looking back, baby!
Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2025
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