Brain Loss

With classes filling, and terrace building,
I find my brain plagued with holes in the spread.
With cement setting, Oh, Hobbes needs petting
I’m getting stuff done but not stuff in my head.
With fire tending and friendship mending
Significant loss of grey matter I find
With phone calls screening and studio cleaning
I’m working like heck, but I’m loosing my mind.

Apologies for getting the days and people mixed up.