Time Squared
waiting for
the ball to drop
thinking thoughts
most folks forgot or
didn't even think about
it's only
nine A M and
my balls are already
waiting to be dropped
but my baby says no no not
so to hold
and to keep i
remember when
i was a canvas on
her painter's skin a
progress
in works but
imploring explore
and adorning what her
vision of finality is or has
bec ome
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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