Friday, February 09, 2007
I think I actually remember this one... I wrote the first 8 lines several years earlier, and then came back and finished it in 2003. Even though I think it's easier to get your point across with straight writing, I have a soft spot for poems that rhyme.
One second, two seconds
three seconds, four
Blow me a kiss,then I'm out the door.
Five seconds gone
and I'm already decaying
I wish it took longer
is all I am saying.
Six seconds past
and I'm in a hole
don't have an option
don't quite have a goal
skip ahead three seconds
then back up just one
did it all mean something?
or was it just fun?
time has eroded
foundation and floor
six seconds, five seconds
hold your breath, back to four
only three left
and the countdown begins
care to make wagers
on who loses or wins?
I float in my bubble
above everyone's heads
will anyone miss them
in half-empty beds?
The barroom has closed
the clock has unwound
last click ticks away
no more time to be found
can you say it was worth it?
was there less bad than good?
did it leave an impression?
was the voice understood?
I can't see you laughing
or I guess I would know
please leave via the exit
hope you enjoyed the show.
kj 6-20-03
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