So more new experimental writing this week. I’m definitely stretching my mind here and doing a lot of reading, and a lot of writing exercises. This poem is my latest and its been through about a dozen edits… I’m still not happy with it but I’ve decided its finished so voila!
Standing here wondering if,
If this is all worth it.
It feels like I’ve got it all,
All right this time.
Time to think, it makes me feel so jumpy,
Jumpy, nervous, shy and tired.
Tired of running this race,
Race, racing, everything feels so far.
Far away especially is,
Is the feeling of control.
Controlling every single aspect of Life,
Life seems to follow its own path.
Path, on it all seems quiet, but,
But that quiet is only in my mind.
Mind, got to get out of it or I’m…
I’m still standing here, wondering.
Wondering, if all there is , is just,