Looking out and wondering why
everything is passing you by
and those looking in
are thinking the same thing
it\'s what we do.
I read
speed write
take speed
is that not right?
I\'m looking beyond the calico dress
and
the words I could find to impress
are lost in the winds that blow
through my mind.
She
underlines me
sometimes
italic
brutal
idyllic.
I find me
lost
as usual.