I have a few moments
within the few minutes
I have.
To write something
that sounds like I’ve something
worth writing.
Within the few seconds
of the seconds I have,
to the second.
An epitaph, or eulogy perhaps,
for the thing I wanted to write,
but didn’t have time for.
As the time spent here,
is time lost there, and lost time
is gone, regardless.
To the words I could’ve
written, if time had allowed,
I say, …
…
…
…
…
I guess I didn’t have
anything to really write
after all.
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