NaPoWriMo, Day Two, Poem Two

 

 

Sunday Writer

 

Here nothing to

write home about.

Nothing makes

grade anymore.

Should you

be resting if

not working for

anyone else?

 

Time gives 

own payback

on your over

drawn account.

 

No brilliance

remains but in

mixing soap

and water,

 

genius solely seen

in doing as told.