Tomorrow, like yesterday
fell out of step with today –
any gifting involved must
have taken place while I was
not looking –
that which gives me birth
also weakens me, or
perhaps, I should say,
what is taken is beyond us
Oh, such gibberish
that falls from my pen –
it seems the devil cries
when we fail to plan,
or is it that misfortune
avoids the procrastinators?
Seems I’m having trouble
articulating what I mean,
but I’m sure you’ll understand
that failure owes itself
to talons and curses, and
whatever you do, be sure
to fixate on the ass who
dropped this nonsense
in the first place.
(Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge asks us to turn common expressions upside down to see what emerges.)
Ooh! Haha:”Oh, such gibberish that falls from my pen – it seems the devil cries when we fail to plan, or is it that misfortune avoids the procrastinators?” May I never procrastinate again!
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Haha – glad I made you laugh.
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That opening stanza really grabs one, and could easily lead to something serious and profound!
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Should the poet have been feeling anything but silly about the process, lol. Thanks for reading.
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