Procrastinating
P anic gnaws a little hollow
R ight beneath my rib.
O ver a deadline my mind stumbles
C reating distraction adlib.
R ancid are the thoughts of necessity
A ccosting my fragile frame;
S urely I can avoid the crime
T empting me to shame:
I
N eglect my history paper.
A crostic I write instead.
T ruth be told:
I
N ow procrastinate . . .
G od help me focus my head!
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2006
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