Love to the moon

Procrastinators Poem

I am
going to
work
I say
to myself
as I drown
in the lie

I am
going to
work
I say
as I do
everything but
and let every
passing minute
become poison
in my veins

I am
working
"Can't you see?"
I say as I read
one word
out of
a thousand
a small truth of a
bigger lie
so that I
can lie longer

I am
not
working
it's too late
now
I am
going to
work
tomorrow

I am
going to
work
but I don't
have time
I can't do it
It's too much

I am
working
all the time
but never doing anything
thinking of it constantly
till I forget it

I
have to
work now
now
now or
never
but never
sounds better
than the
work
even though
work is easier
than
death

I am
only going
to work
I say
and I start
but the work
it is killing me
it's a dragon
and I am
too weak

I am
tortured
for I am
working
now
killing my
demon
for it is
the only way
to become
free

I am
free
for I did
work
and I
became
free