Renda Writer - Stretched Poem by Renda Writer

Renda Writer - Stretched



Someone's trying to stretch me
And I know who it is
It's not just one person
There's a few people trying to stretch me

I guess this is how it happens
How it unfolds
And how it tightens
And unravels - like this

The phone calls create a constant ring
Everything is either being done now
Or will be done later
It's one big list

Even the things we crave
Can one day happen
And one day become a drag
Every day happens one day

A lot to say
And not enough time to say it
Too much time spent
Saying other things

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