Yesterday’s Prompt: Deadline

Deadlines punctuate our days
A string of
In a run on life sentence.

People to meet,
Appointments to keep,
Marked off in
Hour chunks of

I run them to
The razor edge,
To the wire.
Daring red circled
Calendar squares
To plot my destiny.

I have a love/hate relationship with the notion of deadlines.

An excerpt from what’s shaping up to be a realllllly long poem. I normally go for brevity, but there are so many places to go. I kind of dig the metaphor/play on words in the first four lines. The last bit… meh. :)

This song may have been an inspiration. Because I couldn’t get the line “Last week saw me living for nothing but deadlines” out of my head.