2011

where did it go? it was here just a minute ago
i know it was
i told it to hang on
a second
just a second or two
or three or
oops
it's December again

The eye

In the eye
of the beholder
I am
cold
unfriendly
cheerful
loving
distant

In the eye
of the beholden
I am
simply
me

If

If I look at
a year
I can see
the big picture

suffering
pain
anger
acceptance
love

but if I look at
a day
one at a time
a year becomes something
else