Aswinn liftoff

Time blinked then Time called. I missed it... and I took it personally.

Somewhere in a distant kitchen, a spoon meditates with Master Oogway —
“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift.”
It quietly plans a coup against the microwave.

Present = worth ? = life?

7- socks form a parliament.
They pass a motion on entropy.

I got addicted to a losing game — ooh, ooh —
all I know, all I know: loving you is a losing game.
Me = not enough
A broken heart is all that’s left; I’m still holdin’,

The mars blinks twice,

I’m still fixing all the cracks
with duct-tape optimism and tiny experiments.

Entropy applauds.

No one knows why if the old clock hums at midnight —
but the fridge definitely does.

Me = mistake ?

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