Relax
Tired but rushing
Bedlam in my mind
A dogs tail waves for me.
Time keeps revolving
I struggle to run on
Randomly the dog sleeps
No entertainment now
I fly through my work
Undisturbed the dog eats
Brains over loaded
Rigid rest forces me
The dog chews a ball,SQUEAK
Irate and envious
I take what is not mine
The dog sits and grins
An epiphany rush
I stop and re-adjust
A game of fetch begins
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