Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Lost

I was giving both left and right
Trying to beat the sun
Walking a thin line
Minding the time
Noting all possible options
Keeping, listing, choosing
All sorts.

There’s still time.
But I’m tired.

Clock is ticking
I need to.
I have to.
I must.
I can't afford to fail.

I’m afraid I’m lost.
I hope not.

1 comment:

Keith said...

Beautiful! I really liked that.