34/365: Time and Longing

laundry

Goddamn.
It's too late now,
and the laundry's not done,
and the weekend has passed me by.
With time,
there is never enough of it.
We complain and fidget,
lament our deaths,
and long.

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The above poem is a butterfly cinquain, which is a nine-line syllabic verse that follows the pattern 2 / 4 / 6 / 8 / 2 / 8 / 6 / 4 / 2.