Perhaps we've all forgotten,
one time or another,
how hard it is
to do anything alone.
Each meddlesome task
a metallic taste
like a pending headache
that leaves each of us indecently vulnerable
to losing time.
This mottled mess
of what is left undone
is what brings me to my knees,
helpless watching all hope
wash out to sea.
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