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Procrastination

Skimming through paragraphs, I seem to stretch time and shrink my attention Underlining words I can't grasp With my limited span of concentration, Creating art I can't explain Stick men and asymmetrical shapes, Spiralling into mazes and dotted lines Lost in an alphabet jungle. Encircling page numbers, Decorating the margins with unflattering flowers, Marking pages with , blue, pink, fluorescent ink, washing them dry And awfully bright, missing out on the 'fatality rate' mentioned. Little wings sprouting from a wavering mind, flying away from topics of discussion. Dragging my imaginary feet across events in memory; faces and voices muffled and in disarray Eyes still glued to statistics and rates, But seeing ten thousand flickery lights ; dreams of glitter and starry nights. Thoughts then seem like little bubbles, helping me procrastinate much longer. A finger snap would sound like a rifle shot at this point, Shattering the world I made, And awareness rising from rubbles, Would speak for itself, about things I cannot evade.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/20/2018 5:56:00 PM
Hello Madhavi Krishnan, so nice to meet you. Well said. Merry Christmas and a Happy New year. nice to meet you. have a nice evening my friend.
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Madhavi Krishnan
Date: 11/28/2019 9:42:00 AM
Thank you ( I know the reply is very late)
Date: 12/20/2018 11:23:00 AM
Well illustrated.
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Date: 12/9/2018 9:05:00 PM
The heartfelt feelings, and imagery were wonderful. I have FAVed this one.
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Madhavi Krishnan
Date: 11/28/2019 9:43:00 AM
Thank you