Riding the momentum,
Of a 9 to 5 week
Brimming with alchemy hours and validation,
You glide in expectation
To the chest of drawers
Stockpiled with letters,
Tangled bills and sunny
post-its of caution,
to find a dustless,
ordered life. The spinoff,
a forgotten procrastination,
not so much as a blood test missed.
Its an acid drop,
You steady yourself on the brink
Of a stalwart, self-assured
chest of drawers
against the featureless
rising squall.
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