When every thought comes two seconds too late
And the moment has passed
and you've moved on with a smile
Unaware of the blank that I draw,

I am still dwelling
and mentally slapping
Myself for the notion
that I could keep a straight face
While letting those words pass unsaid.

In the time that it takes you
To get out a sentence
Packed with quick wit and laughter
I can barely react
in monosyllable
And a joke
...Ten minutes after.

11/30/2007