Half asleep

You get up from your desk

Strewn with half eaten snacks

And half finished poems

 

Going out to the balcony

You look around desperately

For inspiration, an idea, anything

When you see it

 

A road leading to another road

The kids walking on it

You realise it’s just like life

Choices leading to other choices

 

And you have no choice but to keep moving forward.