B.. Alexander

Restless - Poem by B.. Alexander

When normally I'd run
Why do I cling to this one?

I have money, I have time
But I have no partner in crime

I've been a lonely sight these past weeks
Fleeting glimpses of my footsteps on windy streets
Indentations in river banks
Ink-stains on flower beds

Even when a mind pauses to sleep a while
There is no true halt to the passing of time

If I keep the pen on this paper
The nib keeps bleeding out blue desire

When normally I’d run
Why do I cling to this one?

A rational mind gets cross-wired sometimes
And now, to what should I aspire

Oh, I have money, I have time
I have smiles, I have wine
But still, I have no partner in crime...


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 11, 2010

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