the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 306 – Penciled In

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I’ve penciled you in.
That’s what stenographers and secretaries do, right?
Take note of each detail, each appointment.
‘Cause I can’t handle disappointment.
I need to know where each piece and part goes.
They only align if I make them so.
I must know the shape and curve of each molecule,
For they all make up the best of you. The worst of you.
But somehow you get out of view.
Did you know that I’ve got extra room?
I can grow time from my busy life,
And I dedicate it to whomever I choose.
They say that money doesn’t grow on trees,
But time, I’ve reserved that for you and me.
I called in ahead of time, I put in a request.
All I ask is you leave patience to the test.


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