Ivan

As one did say.

As one would say.

As one should say.

It will never pass.

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Filling Time

Filling time with words
Filling time with sweat
Filling time with plans
Filling time with numbers
Filling time with people
Filling time with music
Filling time with boredom
Filling time with slumber
Filling time with lies
Filling time with meat
Filling time with masturbation
Filling time with boredom
Filling time with things
Filling time with building
Filling time with breaking
Filling time with pills
Filling time with breathing
Filling time with feeling
Filling time with laughter
Filling time with pasta
Filling time with Pete
Filling time with crime
Filling time with standing
Filling time with dying
Filling time with garbage

And time, it always leaks

So keep on filling

And you’ll just have to see

Lag

There is a touch of lag in this game of life.
One step forwards lands a day too

late

When it comes to pouring coffee

The cup has already moved. The burning sensation couldn’t

warn scorched hands.

And when decisions are final

 

 

 

Those memories have already been made

Just make sure the

floor you land

upon

Is the same one you

 

stumbled on

Blame it on the lag

And maybe

 

It won’t feel so

 

bad