Procrastination

With my pen I write this poem 

to avoid the task at hand 

I am a poet of procrastination 

i also procrastinate poetry. 

They say procrastination happens because you are waiting for perfection. 

Who invited perfection? 

they are painfully dull. 

I left the invitations with procrastination 

I hoped they would forget 

Procrastinators never forget. 

their to-do lists just get longer. 

perfection is such a fun sponge 

they never know how to let go. 

No one much likes narration either 

They’re oh so high and mighty.