Meddle

Just a quick jot

To see what I got in me

Time is so swift

It gets up inside me

Losing the schedule

Scrambled the eggs

Crossed up the reason

Inside my head

Gotta get showered

Stand on my legs

Put all my troubles back

In their ledges and

Ledgers instead of all

Perched at the forefront

Ready to pounce

I’ve got more than

An ounce of good courage left

I see the forward breaststroke

In the pool to the finish line

Ready to stand

Gold Silver Bronze

In my hands