Paddles

Too many

Questions

And not enough

Answers

It’s like

Sitting idle

Surrounded

By dancers

We live

And we try

And we sigh

Every time

As the world

Slams on brakes

That could stop

On a dime

And it’s like

Every time

It’s a new

Damn

Experience

It builds

And it builds

As it adds

To the weariness

But time

Doesn’t stop

It keeps

Going

And going

And you’re stuck

With

The paddles

Keep rowing

And rowing

You’re caught in

The

Current

And going

Upstream

And what falls

Out of

The boat

You could

Never

Redeem

You want to

Give in

Because living

Is

So

Hectic

But in truth

The water is

Still

And becoming

More septic

You weren’t born

With a sail

So now it’s

Sink

Or swim

As your false

Lighthouse

Is becoming

More

Dim

There’s no

Slowing down

And there's no

Giving up

Unless you

Choose

To

Drown

In this

Half

Empty cup

Daniel

J

Dabney