Practice Makes Perfect (for Eternity)

Practice Makes Perfect (for Eternity)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Practice Makes Perfect
by Michael R. Burch

 
I have a talent for sleep;
it’s one of my favorite things.
Thus when I sleep, I sleep deep ...
at least till the stupid clock rings.

 
I frown as I squelch its damn beep,
then fling it aside to resume
my practice for when I’ll sleep deep
in a silent and undisturbed tomb.

 
Originally published by Light Quarterly

© 2019 Michael R. Burch


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Added on December 1, 2019
Last Updated on December 1, 2019
Tags: Time, Loss, Parting, Separation, Age, Aging, Clocks, Alarms, Eternity