It Becomes Routine Poem by Manonton Dalan
It Becomes Routine
i've been filling this blank
for quite sometime; still
for some reason i can't
it's an open mouth, deep
taking me away from chores
making me a procrastinator
gives me some satisfaction
feeling of fulfillment in a way
i'm counting numbers; easy
dozen i could give one i get
for this economy that's better
also refresh my aging memory
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