If I could Tweet,
Which I can’t,
From the post office,
Where I was
Standing in line,
For much too much too long,
But had no phone,
I would Tweet this:
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time.
Since only I am speaking, alone,
That would not be too many characters.
Or is it those syllables that count?