Thursday, October 4, 2001

harder to breathe

midday sun light
shining through dusty cracked shades
drawn so no one can see
into the mind
made up to create all day
everyday little time to write
no interference plunging
into depths immeasurable
light guiding the way
to the surface skimming
along collecting evidence
and thoughts constructing
a masterpiece in the verbal fashion
standing aside if he has to
in order for everyone important to pass
standing in the shadows
hoping not to be noticed
and at the same time stand out
in the crowd and no one can explain
the minimum that a crowd can be
here now still circling the mind
what’s to find deeper
under thought flipped into a twist
contorting what it once was
easier to pen the thought
harder to breathe…