Paralysis
Perfectly balanced between ideas
Waiting in vain
For one to take charge
And demonstrate its necessity
So much to do
So little time
So many precious seconds dripping by
In a torrential trickle
Drowning under a pile of listless goals
Watching in anger through a crystal clear window
As the body and the mind conspire to restrain the soul
Even here on this page
Time laughs cruelly as this latest task
Created by its own subject
Sets another hour aflame
October 8, 1998