...and it's getting late.

she has no time
for laziness and 'don't carishness'
for the notion of wait and see
she
has no time
for do-overs and come-on-overs
for seconds to reality
she has
no time
to spare talking and working-on-it
for 'you're trying to control my life' sonnets
for pressuring mentally
she has no
time
for these new faces
for voids filling spaces for
let's take baby steps baby
she has no time
for maybes.