Circadian rhythm

Ripples spread outward Hours, days immeasurable Awake or a dream?

A tine dilemma

A fork in the road Choices to make, left or right Can I have a spoon?

Deadlines are useless Work can wait, important plans Daisy chains to make

Diatribes rage on Accusations flung like knives No leg to stand on

Shedding winter gloom Warmth and sunshine on my skin Ready for the beach

Time is running out Twenty-four hours in a day Are never enough