May 31, 2011

I haven't disappeared.

I have drowned.

In an abyss.

of things-to-do.

and places-to-be.

where there is no room.

for idle thoughts

and childish dreams

or fanciful notions of you-and-me.

Just lots of work.

and not enough sleep.

and things-to-do.

and places-to-be.

And none of the roads

lead to you.

I'm bound by the ropes

of conventionality.

5 comments:

SaJ said...

Let me cut you free. :)

Anonymous said...

This sounds wonderful if you follow on with the previous post :)

Hamza Bin Ladin said...

Want some knife to snap the ropes off you?

Esha - People for the Blind said...

wanted to let u know.. i really really liked it.. esp "none of the roads lead to you"

Anonymous said...

Are you speaking for yourself? And if not, whom?