Procrastination – poem (#29)


solid unmoving wall of pain
obstruction of my vision
interruption of my plans
day into night
and still i’m laid low with regret
should have done everything
every other time
whenever i had the chance but i
counted on tomorrows that hadn’t come
promised myself another revolution of the sun
i saved it for later
packed it in a box of special occasions
that never came to pass
cuz time don’t exist in dreams

Sumayyah Talibah © 29 April 2017


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