Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Catching Up

I am running and running.
It is catching me,
the molasses monster--
making my brain
sticky and slow
and dis-functional.

What will happen to me?

Will I escape
at the last moment?

Will I find myself
able to breathe
underwater?

Is there anyone left
who knows

cpr?

2 comments:

TACParent said...

Nicely written. It expresses so much.

Dymphna said...

Thanks.

Poems © Gemma W. Wilson