29 April 2010 § Leave a comment
and i don’t know where i’m going from here
there are two loads of laundry waiting on me
and about 30 less than physical
decisions weighing on mind.
i would have cleaned up
if i knew you were coming but
i can’t chart your arrivals anymore.
i am reduced
to one or two step dishes
to keep me from losing weight.
i knew my path and my road
and i never thought i’d walk it alone
but i can’t even see that far now
to check that my feet are hitting the ground.
i have felt the sun and the air
and i have breathed and sneezed today.
but i don’t know where i’m going from here.