Wednesday, 11 February 2009

in between

in between the other stuff
and the tax office call 
while thinking about something or other 
between work sessions
after that strange conversation
that left me confused
while wondering what's for dinner
before the sharp focus of those tricky pieces
and the final goodbye of the working day
in this chaos 
in between all this other stuff
the words came 
pouring out of my pen
as if to mock the free time I had yesterday
when few words emerged 
and I went and walked in the miserable rain 
and came home to tidy out a drawer 
to take my mind off it