I tried to write this as quickly as I could.
I think it shows in the phrasing.
Perhaps there is a good idea in this and I should work on it and try and improve it, but if I do it likely won’t be for a while.
I think that at least the meaning gets across.
I hope you enjoy.
Stretching until I cannot stretch
And then I somehow stretch some more
My reach is weakened, my grip softened
Too thin am I to properly build
Despite how aware I may be
Of what I now have created
I dare not allow myself rest
For there remains more to cover
And so I stretch and stretch some more
Far, far more than I should allow
Covering much, yet seldom well
Surface is as far as I go