A glance leaves an imprint on anything it’s dwelt on
Procrastination is perfection turned seedy. Not wheat or walnut, but kin of goosefoot edible if famished and unfastidious; or, a rose gone to hip snagging attention and, when young itching a best friend’s back.
Procrastination is perfection
turned seedy.
Not wheat or walnut,
but kin of goosefoot
edible if famished
and unfastidious;
or, a rose gone to hip
snagging attention
and, when young
itching a best friend’s back.
Posted by struan on August 24, 2011 at 10:06 pm under Theoretics.Comments Off on Procrastination.