Monday, February 2, 2009

What's the Rush

What's the Rush

Time keeps ticking
and dripping like the leaky faucet
that like a metronome
makes me aware
of the intervals of time
that keep coming and going

Maybe you should know

I washed the cup
that you left by the sink
and I finally picked up the towel
that you left on the floor
It doesn't matter cause you're gone
What's the rush

That was weak but w/e, it's something. I was inspired by the idea today by the final scene of House. Oh well. Peace out.

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