When the job is not done yet ….

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When the job is not done yet
but it’s almost Fourth of July
I know I should be halfway
done too, but I’m behind,
and it’s my own fault again:
procrastination, indigestion,
a good day for a long walk,
a long talk with Richard whom
I have not seen since he went
on vacation — it seems even
self-discipline is divided,
then sub-divided until only
anger will get me back on track.

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