so little time?

I drag my feet on things.

bills, and notes to those on
the periphery of
my life

and theirs too.

another oil change?
taxes again?

so much to do, so little time?
hardly.

time I have.
I've collected hours into days.

stacked them in boxes
high.

I have time.
just lazy, perhaps. putting so
much off

for another day.
there is no clock, no whip

no stern
boss hovering.

it's just me in this. honest,
I stay to myself,

i'll get to it.