Tuesday, 19 January 2010

Progress

No
Don’t make me go just
Let me be
Here
At home in a rain stained place
Please just
No

It’s all so new
I didn’t know
Rules
Regulations
Or procedure
It’s so early but
Maybe too late

Perhaps one day
In the next few hundred
When the pieces fit
Decisions made
We’ll see
And for a few brief moments
I’m not there

Perhaps
One day
In the next few hundred
I never really was

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