Tag: PCS

Suspension [en]

Hello my life
We need to chat
It’s been pretty good
But I can’t keep up

I know I say “yes”
I even say “go!”
Come up with ideas
And projects and dreams

We’ve talked before
I want to do all the things
But our time is finite
And so are my cells

The fork in the road
No– not that one
But still
Let’s reassess

What do I want?
What do you want of me?
When my spoons dwindle
What will there be left?

I used to think
It’ll be better tomorrow
And then I got it
Today is the day – every day

No time to dawdle
Time flies us by
Cram everything in
All the things
All the ideas
All the dreams
All the hope
All the sights
All the emotions

But we want to last
You and I
Don’t we?
So how do we do this

What comes first
What needs to remain
What can be abandoned
What needs to be changed

We need to chat, my life
The road has been bumpy
And I hit my head
Suspension is dead
Has been for a while
I’m starting to think
We need smoother ground.

Maybe Tonight [en]

Nine thirty pm
Again
Where did my time go?
It really slips through my fingers these days

I make modest plans
One step at a time
I try not to be greedy
I know it goes slowly

They say it takes time
It will take time
It takes time every day
Out of my day

And the dishes are waiting
The clean laundry is waiting
My taxes are waiting
Friends and emails are waiting

But it’s nine thirty pm
Again
Already
Yes I’m already tired

Just finished eating
Dishes
The cats need their meds
I’ll brush my teeth
And once in bed
I’ll try to read
And maybe tonight
Get beyond the first few pages
That I read last night
And the night before
And maybe the night before that too
I can’t remember
Maybe tonight
I’ll get in bed
Before I drop.