What's "easy time"? Stuck in this life without a reason or a rhyme. Sounds of laughter and occasional cries. Can't seem to understand it. Don't know why? My life has been so full of funk. Wanting to know what happened to my spunk. Letting seconds, minutes, hours, and days travel. While my mind transfigures steadily like the game "Scrabble". Easing my mind or forgetting about time. To me, both seems like a matter of crime. Wanting to settle and blow like a whistle from a kettle. Can I exhale without life's troubles wanting to meddle.

Andrunette Sanders