Err

I’ve got here

A shopping bag

A nylon bag

It’ll stretch

And I’ll stuff it with bobbles

And smiles

And laughs

And I’ll stuff it with sobbing

And talking

And loving

And I’ll stuff it with you

And your heart

And your voice

And I’ll stretch it

And pound it

And shake out the air

And I’ll suffocate the insides

Make ‘em fit

They’ll all fit

Organizaion takes time

Time that I never took

And to take all that time

To acknowledge

The need

For taking

And time passes on

And my bag will not give

But im trying and trying

To push what I’ve got

And to convince those around

And my own aching heart

It’s enough

I’ve enough

For ever.

Forever?

I’ve enough

For ever

The forever

Without you.

.me.