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Daily Poetry #48, March 17, 2017
Word: Jitter
Constantly moving,
Looking, looking,
The world’s too slow,
So I jitter.
Moving to create something,
Nothing, nothing.
Waiting for life to catch up,
So I jitter.
Scribbling onto paper,
Tamper, tamper.
Too much to do here,
So I jitter.
Eyes keep glancing,
Waiting, waiting.
A foot taps with movement,
So I jitter.
It’s too silent,
Resistant, resistant.
A pencil taps a beat,
So I jitter.
In the classroom, the snail clicks the melody,
While the statues sit so silently.
Eyes wander until shushed,
So I jitter.
There’s no logic here, nothing makes sense,
So please don’t repeat the same things.
The bell finally rings, and the snail runs out,
So I jitter.
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