Friday, April 30, 2010

In Which I Scratch My Head Over A Meatspace Encounter

I'm only halfway here, 'bout half the time,
And sometimes I get schooled in a big way
On how I'm mentally not at my prime
When my attention is divided. May
It be that I just got bamboozled, or
That I was hoping that I would be? Could
I still not understand what happened? More
And more this seems to happen. Really, should
I fret that what I seem to have agreed
To join in on tonight might be quite strange?
But then I say, "Oh reason not the need,
Such questing just shows I've a fear of change.
No matter what, I'll know in just a while
The truth behind a sly and secret smile.

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