I’m a yawn on a rollercoaster

A slow drifting coaster

More of the sheath and less of the sword 

High noon bored

I could run but I’d like to walk

Write a novel but it’s just talk 

It’s hard to catch me at my best

As I often skip the test 

Do you have thoughts to borrow 

I guess it can wait till tomorrow

What I say and what I mean

It’s somewhere in between