In The Nick Of Time Poem by John Sensele

In the nick of time, feelings feel empty
When words weave worms
That echo Humpty Dumpty
In a sentimental setting that squirms.

In the nick of time, nip in the bud
Any incipient ingredient
Which crushes with a thud
A deal that turns out to be expedient.

In the nick of time, let her go
If freedom is her fervent desire
Although in the process you forgo
A heart that sets your emotions on fire.

In the nick of time, decide on the best course
Of action in this pesky palaver
That irritates your boss and indicates a loss
In which her volcano spews lascivious lava.

In the nick of time, don't rescind the decision
For your life to move on
Burying the past behind with precision despite derision
From detractors who claim lack of temerity in your tone.

In the nick of time, slam the door shut
Despite her plea for a second chance
To reopen negotiations in her hut
Which now mirrors nonchalance, memory distance and imbalance.

In the nick of time, hurt hurtles along
As a dead flame fights for survival
When uppermost on your mind sounds a gong
To remind you she now belongs to your arch rival.

In the nick of time, hope fades
In the face of betrayal
She inflicted on you for decades
When staying power and resilience underwent under her watch a tough trial.

In the nick time, severance serves your interests better
When she reaps the fruit of the labour
She injected in the messy matter
Screwed up, spun and skewed in public at her sorority bar.