Blather, Chatter.

Down the deep dark
hole,
Swallow this process
whole,
Wilting, wasting, as
black as charcoal.

Tick! Tick!
Brick to time, oh
so sick!
Important? Late? Shut
the gate, it all just
falls away,
The same damn thing, the
same damn time,
Every single day...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'Blather, Chatter'
Edited 3/11/11
Original Writing 11/17/05