At Sixes and Sevens

Blurred mind
Has become a slur
Friday seemed Saturday
Tongue slurred day long~

Absentmindedness
Left me at sixes and sevens
Counting time in twenty tens
Body a tense cipher ~

Scrabble helped disassemble
Whites from yellows
(Un) crack egg, it return
To buddy fellows~

Bemused smile
Rippled on face and
Mind, I let self embrace this
Tide without any fight~
~

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