Thursday, 3 February 2011

Message in a bottle

The code seems unbreakable,
The environ a swirling mess,
I can't join the dots,
All I do is guess.

I have no idea what kind of hand I hold,
Although, I have all my cards face-up.

I know I missed class,
The day they set this up,
And I've been improvising since,
The effort eats me up.

I walk and crawl but never run,
The child inside is overcome.

I oscillate unintentionally,
..........Or maybe I don't.
The crime cannot be judged by the defendant,
But the judge cannot understand.

I've come so far, but not yet passed the starting line.
I am a message in a bottle.

Written: April 2009

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