Time

My anxiety got a hold of me
So I'll try my hand at poetry
and I pray my hand changes it's mind
and urges instead for poetry
And every time I look at the time
It is so early
until the time comes to a time
when it is not so early
when the short hand meets the long
and the night just ticks along
So what if I
Had taken the time
I guess I am
waiting for the time
when time becomes
an eternity
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