It is a concept, and an overzealous one,

that to function or to occur

you need timing . 

This is such, that I don't think 

in sheer brain-fuelled honesty 

we can either function or occur. 

But such confusion comes so naturally 

to one like me that though: 

"Love's time's beggar" 

I will shamefully and steadfastly ignore this very true fact 


and shamefully stumble on anyway, 

plunging into time-contaminated insincerity, 

insecurity and blatant stupidity 

for the unrealistic dreams of those

who know

they've found some unrequited winner

who still wanders over the timings of another. 

The End

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