disappointed
by the lack of ferocity–
waiting for the wind.
Day: September 6, 2008
i am
poetryvegetized by indifference
this
train i’m on keeps rolling
down the track
no railway leading back
Quarter-life moments
poetrylaying in the half-light
of Sunlight’s struggles
to penetrate fabric
considering the options
stay
go
sit
lay
turn
roll
sleep
wake
making no decisions
only processing
considering no ends
only meaning
Growing old must be hard
poetryPerhaps among the top
10 crappy plights with
which the elderly suffer
from day to lengthening
day, is sitting across
a table/room/bed/couch
from their grandchildren
who want to talk but
know not what to say
because they can’t ask
someone who never leaves
their house, who can not
do anything different or new
“what have you done lately”
or “what will you do today.”