A Poem About Writing Late in the Evening

This was kind of written quickly.
I feel it’s a bit of an awkward read.
Maybe a little too blunt.

I hope you enjoy.

Once more I am sitting here
To write before the last minute
Despite having much time
I’ve started with little left

Soon I need to rest
So tomorrow can be faced
Though I must also satiate
The desire to write

With little time I rush
And get what I can down
Though the words are away
And the last minute arrives

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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