March 2025

Clock turns five on first of march
Must wake up for morning touch
It is another Saturday class
Two more times and this will pass
This will be a busy month
One that I need to get it done
I should not need to do this
Overcommitting is the abyss
I can always say that the road is rough
But how much buffer is enough
The advice I gave is what I need
No amount is ever guaranteed
No amount can get me freed
Unless of my own decreed
It is a neglected transition
Two generations have lost its interpretation
Habits got me here
Reversing it gives me fear
— 01/03/25