im back typing
after a trial,

i hammered at
stared at,

one game i knew
the other old tune in head,

a moustache so well waxed,

put off playing,
put off thinking,

i like the negative space
of work done,

i work
i work,

none done grinds the mind,

12 doses of work due,
for 27,
no boo hoo,

saving up
the marathon trail
a reminder
i have to work....