Nov 20
Girls for the Cure
Pink sheets
Black type
Red pen, blue highlight
Too tired to care
Bored but unwilling to share
Can’t trust anyone else to do it right
Caught between the instinct for fight or flight
Perfectionist but cutting corners all the while
Wish there was a wall so I wouldn’t have to smile
Everyone
Thinks it’s done
For me it’s barely even begun
Too bored to try
When asleep can’t wonder why
No slow, still catching up on the ball
Too many of them in the air remaining uninstalled
Won’t take a helping hand; hands are never clean
Taking pride in following the example of machines
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Nice poem….
I know you don’t trust me (and rightfully so) but once November is over, I can be an extra pair of helping hands (to screw it up of course) in the world of GFC.