The hourglass is breaking
And I still don’t have a line
That fits this prompt’s parameters
Repeating 3, 4 times
You should see the balls of paper
Cluttering my floor
Full of lines that repeat 2 times
But couldn’t, anymore
Well, shit, there’s just 3 minutes
3 tiny grains of sand
I guess I’ll have to go with this
Or show an empty hand
And I kind of like this metaphor
This self-portrait definition
That, even with just seconds left,
I’ll somehow complete my mission.
~Mandy Kocsis©2021~