Wednesday, September 9, 2009

when i read the cards

when i got the postcard
from the edge
then i knew
time
time
time
but not what time
who what when where
time

i changed my timing belt
in the car
but it wasn't so much a matter of if
it needed to be replaced
but when
when it was fixed
the engine would run smoothly
things would be okay
but until it was fixed
i was worried i'd be stranded
someplace scary
alone

not a good dream, understand
not the kind you wake up good from
maybe not ever