totally optional prompts this week: tardiness
read write word no 16
blank bloodless barren page
silent notably vacant surface
disturbed author decidedly indecisive
his hesitating hand
eager to carve an explanation
waiting willful words
excrete his priceless discourse
liquified and weakened
no longer able to impart
suffer the scorching torment
his feverish head soon drifted
into a soft pillow sleep
destiny on guard
relentless reckoning
the fence of time elapsed
misplaced the encounter collapsed
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
nice use of words….”fence of time elapsed” I liie
Cool visuals in this piece. The alliteration works and the phrasing is luscious…
Cleverly written and possibly only given away by the title.
Wonderful poem. I can really relate!
Rich and rolling language defying the poem’s subject, the difficulty, very cool, Ms Pie.
Aaah, haven’t we all felt it? Only I could never seem to capture it in a poem. Well done.