Dilly Dally

So easy to let little things
Turn into vague meanderings,
Distractions of attractions
Unconnected to reality.

Possessed to dilly dally as
The time begins to tally
To a late last minute rally
Built on inconsistency.

Focus? Not a large concern
As seconds tick and hours turn,
Precious lessons all but spurned
In addle-minded youth.

So much for hard persistence in
This muddled-up existence
Ever widening the distance
Between fantasy and truth.

Time keeps moving forward,
Never thinks to hesitate,
Will not hold your place in line,
Will not negotiate.

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