Sorry, I’m not here right now…
February 26, 2011
I know I use to be here all the time
but can’t you see things change?
I don’t have time for this silly place
where the drama’s all the same.
It’s not that I don’t like going out.
and I know I don’t have to leave
to be here with all you people
but it’s my life that’s calling me.
Yes, things are different now.
Work, work, work, no time to play
or catch my breath or think a complete thought
I’ve so little time at the end of a day.
The precious time I want for my own
to unravel my mind, and be nowhere in space
to listen to Mozart drinking port in the library
and not staring at this Interweb place.
I want to be home where I bake and I sleep
where alone I rest and become myself
not dining or having coffee with others
and putting my soul upon the shelf.
