A poem in 5 minutes

So now I begin to write
Of what
Of how
Of anything at all
That I’ve been given this mere time
A span to spew
As much I can
As much I might
With all my might
In this mere 5 minutes
With simplicity I strap upon my back
To make out words
In the hope of finding that click
With meaning
With nirvana
With profound insanity
Which, in the end have not any
And now to rush in such
I end at the finish line
Prematurely late