I know how you feel.
The words getting away from you.
The world asserting itself.
The dawn to dusk
of working days,
finding time to play days,
sometimes regretting wasted days.

The words were once your oyster.
Now they're getting away from you.
Amid the talk of promoting you,
Serious interests closing in on you,
and finances staking a claim on you.
Yeah, I know how you feel.

© JJ. Hall, 2004 (all rights reserved)