Poetry biding my time

[Snafu in the Void]

I am energy
dancing for itself
with disregard for the tune of normalcy

I am love
waiting for tomorrow
because today is for the overflowing piggy bank

I am a blade
grinding against stone
waiting for my most clever moment

I am sleeping
below the barriers in my mind
dreaming of the places I may go




(just a quickie before work, toodaloo)