I hear what you're saying

An offer of much persuading

Rare and unseen, it's almost a dream

But let me check the calender before I give you my splean

 

Time is of the essence

But limited may be my presence

If an ultimatum is all you can give me

I think my calendar may want to see me

 

I'm mindful of your expectations

Fleeting chances, opportunities and once in a lifetime mentions

But the image is quite often an urban mirage

Conflicting in a calendar decopage

 

Spreading thin is never wise

Losing yourself to a life you cannot hide

Working 9-5 could be a dream

When living in a nightmare it seems

 

With no 'dep' to back you up

An overflow may happen in your cup

Set it down and bide your time

Open a window and listen inside