I'm not always as flexible as I'd like,
But I don't care if things go as planned as long as they go right,
So a creeping suspicion that they'll never again go that way
Along with some slow, seeping, mental decay,
Interspersed by blistering bouts of blustering anger
Are unexpected, call for a mental detective's work.
The prime suspects are an absent muse,
Years of procrastination abuse,
and low self-evaluation scores that need excused,
Or at least, that's what the victim concludes,
The self-professรจd he-of-little-use.
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