I miss the life force found in certain key phrases
noticeably vacant from my life,
if I sit here and do nothing
will it suspend time?
when time has no relevance for me
in spite of the tick, tick, ticking
of some clock around, somewhere ...

voices and laughter I once knew
crushed now under this weight
of what some call, obligation
others call care
but where did this take a wrong turn?
and land me right in the midst of dimming good-byes
against my bleary soul,
I hide behind caution and pretense ...

and grieve for the yesterdays I can never have
moan for tomorrows
that will never arrive,
I am woefully inadequate to take the next step
guess I'll just stay here
and fry ....

04/23/2007

Posted on 04/24/2007
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