- can't concentrate to write much lately (or comment - sorry about that to all who have left me comments recently; I'll be by your page soon!), so decided to start a clean up in my account to see what's in there... I have hundreds of unpublished and never published texts in my archive... it's getting a little ridiculous... this one is also a never published draft that I found in there... not really sure why I like it, but I do... strike any particular thoughts for you?

Maybe time'll finally commandeer

All that you keep and hold so dear

It’s the constant, never ending saga

Which’ll no doubt leave us all gaga 

Sensations beyond understanding

Maybe now's the time for a lashing

Perhaps I'll also scratch a letter

And manage to prompt a wonder

Who knows for sure at this point

I expect answers would disappoint

Maybe you don't strut your stuff

And by then I'll have had enough

Furthermore, I'll kill you softly

Like one of those songs so weepy

Allow me, dear, my nevertheless

And see it, I'll always feel blessed