.::-:The Den of the Last Angel:-::.

Sweat and
Chasing
Hit and
Run

Quick but
Coordinated

The shuttlecock soaring
Cutting through the air
Across the net within
Enemy reach

It flies again
towards me this time

I move
Like a cat
clever and strong
Lunging at it
My prey
With the intention of sending it back

The racket swishes through
Summer air
The birdie steals its movement
And flies away again

(Today's Poem)
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The due dates of homework begins to collide
4 to a day
Each class brings another exasperated sigh
And another stress to cloud my mind

The fun things I do in spare time
Keep grabbing my attention 
Away from the work I should be doing
I try to focus my mind on the task ahead

But the PS2 controller's calling my name
The internet's dragging to into it's addictive clutches
The fridge, fat and full of food reaching for me from the kitchen
The stupid commercials on TV begging for my laughter
The Livejournal that needs updating
The emails to check
The friends to chat with on MSN

Reminding me how hard it is to focus
When summer's on the horizon
An endless beacon of freedom and warmth
Calling to me from the distance
Pulling me into its embrace

A new stress of the day
Hello
Get to work
Your suffering is my pleasure.