Made up dates and imaginary deadlines

appointments, schedules, penciled in TBAs

hover in an uncertain stupor above my head

each falling upon my scalp and thrumming their little feet

upon my head


And though i brush away their time-laden anxiety

i cannot help but feel a part of my essence leave

when one of those are not granted a place in reality.


It makes my head hang a little bit heavier

my back slouch a little deeper

as my pile of weighty expectations within pulls me down a little lower



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