it was a good one too…

evap

a magnificent poem my mind was creating.

electric, melodic, pure genius in the making

but i waited too long, it was done percolating

i had dreamily thought, “this one is yours for the taking;

it will keep till morning, boy it’s downright earth-shaking!”

 

But upon my awaking this poor heart is aching

as the lyrics start fading, rush to evaporating.

my work so painstaking,  now a vain undertaking

I should mandate dictating, that goes without stating,

as there’s no compensating for a loss so frustrating!

 

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