A Poem About Doing Stuff and Resting… I think

This came together quickly and it reads as such.
I think I need to start spending more time on these if I am to continue them.
Also need to branch out a little more.

I hope you enjoy.

The work day is over
And I attempt to finish this
Whatever “this” is
Beyond a coupling of words

On this particular eve
Celebrations seem distant
Though they remain
In a diminished form

Perhaps rest is needed
Though that arrives later
For now work remains
And shall be addressed

Then rest will come
And perhaps celebrating
Whilst loudness remains vague
Quiet becomes a long friend

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About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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