time wound me up
sent me on my way
stumbling through life
with this hole
from the earliest loss

always looking
for stuffing
some filling
that would
cough up the pain
allowing me
to take on
the important
joys and sorrows
of life

somehow sorrows
have been subdued
not replace by delight
but by acceptance

for poorly conceived
expectations can
rarely bring the things
of fairy tales
and reality
keeps close tabs
on anticipation

and fates index finger
points both in and out
of our minds eye

02/06/2008