
Carnival of Doom
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Overtime
by Wolfgang Glinka
Overworking.
Overtired,
We overact.
Our feelings, overdone,
Our nerves, overloaded,
Our tempers overheat.
You overreact.
Your hand, you overplay,
Your emotions overflow
And you throw me overboard.
OK, my comeuppance was overdue,
It was an oversight.
I too often overlook
Your power to overwhelm
The men you overuse.
You and I both overreach.
We both can overdo
Ambitions and overshoot
Each other, missing the overview.
It is as if our love is overpriced.
A game where lust is overspent,
Passion overgrown.
It can be overcome
It can be overhauled
Over time.
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