Countless by Jeffrey ParrenCountless are the times
I have wished that
I did things differently.
Wondering
that if I chose a path
more befitting
the business class lifestyle
that my life
would somehow be better.
Countless are the times
that I have gotten
in my own way
when finally someone else did
I have been lost since.
Countless are the times
I've drifted into daydreams
of what life could be like
if only this hadn't happened
or I just did this or that,
never to do anything either way.
And back to the kitchen
in the house
that is not my family's anymore
having lunch one last time
with my mother.
Countless.
And countless
is all the time I have lost
because I thought
instead of acted.
My indecisiveness
and jaded angst
paint me into a corner.
Those countless strokes
have blinded me
mysteriously complacent
as I sit waiting
for something to happen to me
as I watch the paint dry. 03/03/2011 Posted on 03/03/2011 Copyright © 2024 Jeffrey Parren
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