GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music
II. A COLLECTION OF OBSCURITY by Edwin M. Drogin

66. Untitled

Where is the road I am walking today?
The Brown dust by the right of way
The red-hot sun that beats on my head
And all the things that could be said.

Dazedly lifting my foot and my eyes
Dazedly stumbling over my lies.
Talking to keep from hearing the words
That I speak to myself.

Laughing at nothing to laugh
Crying at nothing to cry.
Gracelessly live, so loudly to die.
Living a life cut in half.

Nervous, afraid to be bold
Never as late as when thinking how old.
Never as young as despair.
Life not ahead or behind but here.

Look at myself and accuse.
Nothing to gain or to lose.
And yet-here I am. I am I.
And me is complex till I die.