Summer Ended Sighs
6:23 PM
Clock ticks ticks ticking
Hunched back and sprawled all over
I get this feeling
Fingers taps taps clicking
Pen taps in repetition
I hate this feeling
I stared at the calendar
And scorned at the squeaking birds outside
As well as the date presented
Circled in bold red
With the words
"Time's up!"
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Nana B. | Year Posted 2016
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