Alone, My Worth
Time slows, scheduler empties,
time to kill myself again.
The CD spins a lulling tune,
I hold up a mirror
and wonder alone my worth.
Without me,
Would you differ?
Author Note: this christmas break has been a time of self-evaluation
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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