May 9, 2009

It's strange how just now
I was so determined to
get pen and paper, so intent
on finding tools for writing,
that I've forgotten what I
deemed so necessary to say.

Now to keep the pen occupied,
I'm drawing spirals on the paper.
My hand is sideways on the page,
lying motionless on the little
blue tracks that refuse to warn me
of the little blue train approaching.