Cray Day

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life

This long day was Z to A, shall I say,
Bass Ackwards, ludicrous, absurd,
Rare for Verb to be at a loss words,
But when the day broke,
I was in it up to my throat,
Immersed in a thick quick sand,
Tried get free with my left hand,
Grabbed for a life line with my right,
Pulled on a vine tight with all my might,
Exhausted I tossed it with a tinge of spite,
The second I was free felt anxious like I had to pee,
It's never life or death,
Blessed with the best,
Still spreadsheets and emails cause hella stress,
It's not like I'm curing cancer,
But still pursue clues till I find the answer,
Making and taking calls to work deals, 
Save to pay debt in exchange for goods and meals,
Every 1st and 15th leverage skills to pay bills,
And taxes, send faxes and make appointments,
To fill prescriptions, potions, and topical ointments,
Popping pills to dull pain and to feel real,
Time's divisible, ads subliminal, I feel so invisible...