I’m not as good as I want to be,
not as good as I thought.
I’m all twisted up in coils
machinery,
and knots—
chained to a speeding clock.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I’m not as good as I want to be,
not as good as I thought.
I’m all twisted up in coils
machinery,
and knots—
chained to a speeding clock.