What will I say?

Music floating around me,
Windows vibrating with the wind
Words spinning in my head
Revolving in a way,
In order to get things to say

No connection, no energy
No time, no inspiration
To do what I want to do,
Or say what I want to say
In order to be free, in order to be me

The time will come
When I get those things done,
Until then, I’ll muddle through
Just being me in my fun and teasing way
If it doesn’t suit, then you’d better go away




Joanne Kennedy November 1998