April 24 — Spite

It’s funny
Really
How quickly you rush
And fumble to make
Things work. I admit
Sometimes I’m the rube
And jerk, but really
The one who pushes
Has the gall to say
Necessity says to
Make your cake and bake
It in this muddled tiimeframe.
But what could possibly
Be done in between your
Ticks, and why does time
Mean something now, when
You’re the dial and the cog
And click between your own
Seconds?
There’s nothing but, and yet
You claim a lack? Why
Take such specific and
Extensive measures if
The real discord is sowedIn our own heads.
I took too long, and you
went in the red when
All you had to do was tell me earlier, whatever —
Time for bed.

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For Better or Verse — Poetry Month 2023 et al.
For Better or Verse — Poetry Month 2023 et al.

Written by For Better or Verse — Poetry Month 2023 et al.

Philip J. Repko, Ian C. Repko, and Philip E. Repko have been fiddling with words for more than a few years. Here we shall periodically contribute.

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