I pushed open the door and plopped down in the chair
Punched in eight numbers and listned for the ring
Buzzz, buzzz, buzzz - "Hello." Mom! "Hii Mom!"
There was this and here is that and what is it?
Oh, maybe then, perhaps now, probably later.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. Is okay - smile, please, smile.
Oh, mwah. Must go so soon? Mom? Ah....yeah...
Click. Gone? So soon? What's this feeling?
Nothings broken, right? Nothing to fix, not broken.
Why do I feel this way then? Did I do something,
everything, anything wrong? Is it passing?
I'm just so stuck. Caught like a tse tse fly
In a drip of amber. I carry a disease, fatal
eventually, slower but certain. I'm preserved
This moment of hesitation and confused
Meandering between action and passive
Is preserved - paralyzed. Unless --- unless?
I can let go - how does one free oneself
From so sticky a situation, a trap of their mind
The fly will never be free but what about me?
I am not fly, can I please be free?
I swear everytime I've got something important (to me that is) computers find it amusing to fault and everything is lost. Getting sick of it. I hope this one works though.