Ode to Work

by runningwithellen

Oh dear!
Alarm not set
The hour is late
And dare I not to hesitate
Abort all plans! Rush! Hurry!
Turn on the lights and dash
What? Did I forget what day it is and what to do that I so quickly undermine myself
And slip and slide across the floor, rushing to the outside door?
Oh my! Oh lunch! Go back you foolish girl.
Your stomach rules your mind; you’ll lose it quickly when entwined in knots and rumbles, on emptiness it lies.
Oh, hurry, scurry, in a flurry, activity abounds.
For once arrived you’ll never care how quickly you have gotten there
And start the day with ease and grace and fall asleep in your small space!

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