Time Spent Alone

a mental war is waging

mirror tell me, am I aging?

time’s tornado

pulls me out the window

and scrambles my frontal lobe

tearing off my sanity robe

so, quick,

spin me out

I’d like to tango with time

mock all of its flaws

then get back in line

to write my next song

this is how I stay strong

confounding vibrations pulse

in a bottomless gulf,

similar to my sentiments

about the way my life is spent

with only my shadow

next to me in an open meadow

but, quick,

spin me out

so I can fly with the wind

with its lack of beginning

and no clear end

alone all along

I am solitarily strong