Home – I lost where or when I’m not sure
This feeling the medicine cannot cure
Far above on the surface that I look toward
The bees of spring are pollinating
Lately I just haven’t felt like myself
Lay all day in this coffin that I won’t leave
telling secrets to myself I know I won’t keep
time moves on and on with no destiny
as I lay staring at the ceiling
Lately I just haven’t felt like myself
I wish that I was anywhere besides here
in another place and another year
on the outside of my window I can hear
the birds and trees, they are singin’
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