The Work

Inspiration waning as the days pass one by one

Life ebbs from my fingers like the setting of the sun

Activity around me helps me know that I’m alive

But the endless waiting, watching, has curtailed my working drive.

 

First it was you wanted me, a slew for me to do

The you say it’s time to go; you know you’re such a fool

You’re constant indecision is a foolish ploy at best

Either let me go or keep me so my my mind can be at rest.

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