On a Threshold
I don’t remember if I ever felt so bad
I’m short of breath, have no idea why
I literally spend my day in bed
I’m deadly tired and drowsy all the time
Is that the lack of sun, too much of snow
Or maybe lack of anything I tried
To be attached to, but I was too slow
And missed the train and also plane to fly
They judge me like an enemy, by such
Criteria that they themselves don’t meet
And when I go with thank you very much
They disappear somewhere in the sleet
I never lived in any vast abstraction
Generalize me out of any scheme
To take me as I am you need no action
I’m there already, see I’m there within.
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